Have you woken on a Saturday morning with the intent to clean out your closet? The plan was to donate the things no longer worn or of use: the end goal- purge, release and grow. I have. Starting so energized. Having eaten my tea, a bagel, and eggs with spinach to fuel my efforts! I’m standing at my closet door like I will bang this out, then chill out. Hearing my lanai calling my name.
Then I start pulling items out of my closet! The pile grows. More shelves appear out of nowhere!, Somehow extra clothes emerge on hangers. Stopping while asking myself “what is going on here?” Next, turning around and walk away. No longing permitting myself to release and grow!
I would venture to call this a purge and run.
The problem is I didn’t rid myself of the things that no longer served me. I know I’m not the only one!
I entered my closet with the full intent to purge with tenacity so great that I knew I’d get it done quickly and efficiently so I could relax outside on my lanai. Instead, I walked away overwhelmed, confused, and with a missed opportunity. Especially since I decided not to address the skeletons in my closet.
Choosing to hold on doesn’t help me, and since the things weren’t donated, I’d also chosen not to help someone else. Putting an opportunity for growth on hold.
The analogy of cleaning out my closet can apply to many things. As the May Gave Me Permission posts come to an end, purging is an essential component. I let go of the weight of the past and things outside of my control. Forgiving myself and allowing those lessons to lead to growth by purging and merging. More specifically, I received a fraction of mental weight loss. Equally, respecting an chance to release and grow.
To clarify, it’s a journey that I choose each day. To release and making room to grow!
Personally, I carried the weight of being a single mom for years. I also carried the pressure of fighting very hard not to be a societal statistic associated with being a single mom, a black woman raising sons and a daughter, while not passing on generational oppression. It took me a long time to understand the blessing. I was blessed with the gift of nurturing my children who help me continue to hope. Now, as adults, I learn from their determination, positive outlook, and intellectual conversations. Through them, I continue to release and grow- become a better person.
For this reason, I’ve given myself permission to continue to chase growth. Relish in it so self-reformation is not a try but a lifestyle.
Letting go and seeking growth isn’t easy. It is downright hard. But with time, I’ve learned that I appreciated the lessons learned along the way. My outcome. So, I will continue to:
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