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Letting go of that which no longer serves us

I have often heard the phrase 'letting go of that which no longer serves us' used when describing personal growth, maybe leaving a job or relationship or abandoning old emotional tenets that have weighed us down.

I am using it literally.

Since the beginning of holiday break, I have started to seriously thin my collections of, well, almost anything that happens to catch my eye.  For awhile now I have been in a 'just in case' mode, where I just don't know when I will be earning enough money again to readily replace stuff. Any stuff- shoes, clothes, etc.

That perspective has encouraged me to collect more stuff than I need, and to hold onto stuff I no longer use/want.

No longer.

In the last few days I have loaded up and delivered several more bags to Goodwill, and in the process I am learning more about myself.  Like that buying stuff just because it's on sale is insane, and often results in owning stuff that isn't ideal.  Most things are almost right, but in the case of clothes, and sometimes shoes? Most of those things go unused, sometimes for years before I do anything to remove them from my closet or kitchen or wherever they may reside.

I like the idea of less clutter. I still hate the idea of not being able to easily replace something that I have worn out, but the truth is if I need something, a means to acquire that will appear. 

So, in my down time I'm thinning out stuff.  And I like the way it feels so far. There is a liberation in release, a lightness which follows letting go of unwanted things, and I find myself letting go a deep breath of relief each time I do.

The rest of the time I'm focusing on the future, on building something special.  That feels like the the best use of career energy right now.

Hugs,

Stevie

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