Every cliched 'super conservative' girl dorm room portrayed in film has one thing in common-they all have a variation of that tacky kitten poster hanging on the wall... You know the one I mean... the one which reads "Hang in there".
The other day I got to thinking about the things we 'hang on' to. Old stuffed animals, friendships, relationships, hopes, dreams, shoes, worn out clothing, a worn out life style etc. and I wondered why it is we hang on to these things at all.
Somethings carry memories with them, giving you warm fuzzy every time you see them or hold them close. Other things remind you of who you were at a certain time in life, reminding you of how far you have come or where you want to go. There are things, however, that we hold on to which may not be quite so worthy of the time and space they take up. Wether we like it or not everything we hang on to adds weight, physically, emotionally, spacially (I made that one up... but you know what I mean). We carry people, memories, and our hopes for them with us where ever we go. Clinging to them for dear life, for if we let them go we may loose sight of ourselves, we may fall, we may get hurt, because hanging on (whether it be good or bad) is far easier, far safer, than letting go. We know what we are hanging on to, we can not know what will happen if/when we let go.
I think now of the things I carry, positive and negative forces, healthy and unhealthy, and I wonder why it is I hang on to them. Do I need them? Will they help me? Or am I afraid of what may be if I let them go?
What do you think? What do you carry? I want to learn to carry only what I need, to find the people, the places, the things, worth hanging on to (hanging on for), the elimination process will (no doubt) be a painful one, but I long for the peace of it's simplicity. Let me know your thoughts, I look forward to exploring this idea more and would love to have your input.