I am in a self-induced season of purging. It's a purge of my physical space as well as my relationship space. It's a time when I am honest with myself more than usual, restricting my capacity to embrace anything that will not assist in growth. I am deliberate in limiting who has access to me in my physical space and my headspace.
This year hit me differently, and I give credit to this new version of myself. I am not limiting the purge to the tangible, rather I am extending it to the people in my life. I am ensuring it's not coming from a place of malice or dislike towards them, but from a place of love and respect for myself and recognizing that I matter.
What is the point of wearing our pain as a badge of honour when it's really a noose separating us from accessible joy?
I have said it before, and maybe we all need to be reminded that just because someone is in your life or has been for decades doesn't mean they are FOR you.
Having a DNA connection or a formal title in your life is not a prerequisite for gaining complete access to you, and perhaps the moment we accept that will be the moment things begin to shift.
It's no secret I like to shop. And not just when I am happy, I like to shop amid all emotions, including just because the sun is shining. Look, it's a family trait, and I own it.
As hard as it may be to believe, as much as I find satisfaction in acquiring nice things, I find it equally satisfying to go through my space and remove any clutter. You see, this season of purging includes a new mentality. No longer am I holding on to things with a "just in case" mindset. You know what I mean. It's that item you keep pushing to the back of your closet or bottom drawer, purge after purge only to realize it's been ten years, and you have yet to wear it.
I mention this because as much as we do this with clothing, we go through the same process with some people in our lives. What is the point of holding on to the remnants of friendships and past relationships? Is it just to say we have them? What is the point of wearing our pain as a badge of honour when it's really a noose separating us from accessible joy?
Let's take a step back and recognize that past hurt and pain are there for us to extract lessons and then move forward. They are not there to be continually nurtured and embraced.
Consider this. The things, situations and people we embrace occupy sacred space in our lives, which means it leaves no room for the people and things meant to be there.
I don't know about you, but this version of me refuses to miss out on who and what is for me. There is no time or space to hold on to expired situations.
So, we all have a choice. Either we continue to shove our pain to the back of our emotional closets, or we purge and make ample space for the people who deserve a seat at our table.
Be Inspired!
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