Today I feel a little bit different.  Last night I went through pounds and pounds of old papers and journals.  The things we choose to hold on to, can be astounding.  I had pages of directions for locations I have been to, disconnected numbers of old friends… even pages written by owners of notebooks that came into my possession.  Most of the writing has some heavy emotional tie to it.

As I started sifting through these remnants of the past, I was hit by how much of this emotional baggage I have been carting around for the last ten years.  I try to keep my load light just as a rule, but I was literally weighing myself down with pages and pages that had no real additive to the over all story.

So I lost about ten pounds last night.  Ten pounds of unwanted, unmissable baggage.

My dreams were even effected by my actions, and I woke up feeling lighter than I have in a while.

I know through experience that clearing out the old, makes room for the newness.  Sometimes it is an easy thing to forget, as we become attached to the objects of our desire.  But soon we are reminded of discernment and to sift through the accumulation to find what really matters.  A clear house, a clear mind.