let it go

You would have to be fully certified hermit not to know at least a couple of lines of “that” song from Frozen.  Personally, I think “Would you like to build a snowman” is considerably more poignant and reminds me of “Slipping through  my fingers” by Abba.  Moments promised and lost forever.

However, this is not a maudlin blog.  I am not one for living in the past!

But as hoarders, isn’t that just what we do?  I was introduced to Thich Nhat Hanh some ten years ago.  Today, at last, the concept of mindfulness is becoming more commonplace.  From The Miracle of Mindfulness I moved on to many other books (list of links at the bottom of this post) and I have benefited hugely.  I have long ago lost any need to bear a grudge, to cry over spilt milk or to worry about what if. I have let go of past hurts and forgiven those  who hurt me.  The last was the hardest.

I have kept a diary on and off since I was about 6.  At today’s date that is 44 years of diary keeping.  The early stuff is sweet.  The teen years are embarrassing.  The early twenties are painful.  We have a lovely big wood burning stove.  I took my diaries, took out the childhood ones, those of my year living in the Transkei and offered the rest to the fire.

Why?  Because they were, for the most part, a cathartic exercise of a young woman who was hurt and upset.  The act of writing them was helpful at the time but by keeping them I was holding on to that pain.  Every time I went into the study I knew they were there.  Remember Eyeore and the black rain cloud

eyeore

That was how it felt.

So I burned them.  And that rain cloud disappeared.

How many personal rain clouds are you hoarding?

Some books I have found helpful

 

7 thoughts on “let it go

  1. Six months ago I burnt all my diaries, including my childhood ones…decades of self angst and loathing up in smoke. Very satisfying and strangely liberating. I feel I’ve stopped carrying around all that rubbish from the past and really let go. Much lighter. So, your post really resonated with me today! Blessings, Andrea

  2. You know, I’d just been thinking I should revisit and eliminate some of my old diaries, too. And poems. Oh, the terrible teen angst love-sick poems….. I’m glad to hear this was such a good exercise for you. Thich Nhat Hanh changed my life. I suppose a lot of people could say that. He is pretty brilliant.

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