on dropping the ball

2012 was the year of discarding.

It was amazing how good that felt, amazing how opening up a little physical space in my life made my mind open up a bit as well.

Of course, it wasn’t just things that I let go of, it was also ideas. Perfection was at the top of the list, followed by the notion of being caught up. I also tossed some fear to the wind and watched it fly away, despite the fact that it kept telling me those wings were broken.

Truth is, I tossed with abandon.

I threw out boxes of things and bags of possessions. I flung words into every corner and watched them wrestle. I hurled old hurts into the fire, and grudges got the boot.

And then I opened my arms wide and embraced the sky.

My hands are empty, but my heart is not.

I became a gypsy.

Well, okay, not exactly.

But you know what I mean.





Reverb 12/Cultivate 2012:

What do you need to let go of to cultivate your best life in 2013?

What did you learn?


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