Monday, October 31, 2011
A Time For Letting Go
I have also been thinking about my interior life. Cleaning out the cobwebs here is a bit more challenging, as it requires serious reflection on who I was, who I am now and who I am becoming. I find letting go of old notions of personal identity somewhat uncomfortable. As silly as it may sound, my hair was one of those things. I know intellectually that my hair isn't me, but for most of my life I've thought of it as an outward manifestation of who I was. However, that shaggy mess looked bad, was hard to take care of and spent most of it's time pinned to the top of my head. Now that I've cut it off, my life suddenly became a bit easier -- no more fussing, drying, styling. Now I can hop out of the shower, towel it off and go. Easy. It occurs to me that this is a metaphor for all of life's baggage. I spend so much time hanging onto "stuff" and once I let it fall away, life becomes much easier. The path is cleared to move on. In letting go of "old me" things, the "new me" rushes in to fill that space. Rather than being scary, I find it a relief.
May the season bestow its gifts upon us all. May we have the courage and grace to receive them. Blessed Samhain, everyone.