Sometimes the things we hold on to are not nearly as important as the things we let go of.I just heard that sentence tonight and it resonated with me. I'm very good at holding onto things. Witness all the "stuff" still in boxes in my house. But bigger than that is all the baggage I've been carrying around for a long long time. I'm talking the invisible kind. But I wonder, how do you clean house of that kind of "stuff"?
Is there something you think of every single day? Involuntarily? And wish you wouldn't?
It's a rhetorical question.