Tuesday, April 24, 2012
I have been consistent in dealing with letting go of stuff for the past few days.
I have shredded til the shredder overheated.
I let go of magazines and all those wannabes for "sometime_in_the_future" collages.
I let go of torn out pages of recipes, findable on the internet.
I let go of torn out catalog pictures from the 'wannabe_part_of_your_stuff' pile. And oh so many emails with cute stories, quotes, pictures, keeping only the ones which touched my heart or made me laugh out loud.
I felt really anxious - the "what_if_I_need_this_later" tension, "knot_in_my_stomach" kind of anxiety. I felt it, but worked past it this time.
I am hopeful - cautiously hopeful, but, nevertheless, hopeful.
On that thought, it's time for yoga class - breathing, relaxing - a nice reward!