I've been getting rid of stuff like crazy.

At first, it was just a regular fall cleaning switching-of-the-closets effort.  It was all about turning things over, checking to see if the cute little pair of jeans that fit the butt of yesteryear could somehow manage to span the butt of today; that sort of thing.

But now it's become a bit of a thing: I want to let go.  I want clean drawers and I want just enough.

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Letting go is hard.

It's a simple thing: you want something, or you want to hold on to something, because you think happiness or well-being or that elusive goal hides behind the thing or things you cannot let go of.

But all along, it is you who makes things happen.  It is you who holds the key to your own happiness, no "if only" allowed.

It's not anything to do with losing the weight (though it might help with your health and well-being), and it's nothing to do with time (although we can all make time for those little things we enjoy).

Purses and shirts and pants and egos are nothing but trappings: things you put around, under and over yourself to forget you're there– to shield yourself from the world.  Granted, they are also nice things and appropriate on occasion.  But if they are not used, what good are they?

If your gifts are not used, what good are they?

Which is why you need to scale back; clean up; reassess; turn your world upside down; hang from your foot and stand on your head; and let go.

You will be glad of it.

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