My daughter came over last night to help me get rid of boxes. Ugh. Time to let go of some things.
Before last night, I had probably eight boxes of newspapers and magazines with my articles in. I worked at a daily for 18 months, a weekly for about six months and finally became a freelance writer, which I still dabble in today – 20 years doing the latter. Oh, I almost forgot those college newspapers in which my daughter teased about the titles – “The Angler” and “Central Florida Future.” LOL
I carried those boxes around with me through at least 11 moves in six years and for what. I never once got into those boxes. So last night we peeked into a couple of them. I saw an article here and there. I caught my daughter going through one magazine page by page. She said, ‘I just want to see why you saved this for 17 years.’ I laughed and showed her the article.
Just the thought of letting those newspapers go made me private message one of my former editors earlier in the week. I asked him what he had done with his old newspaper articles and he said something about putting them in the recycle bin. He inherited many from his father, a newspaper man his whole life. He did say he kept a couple of historic newspapers that had articles in about JFK’s assassination. Wow. How cool, I thought. My former editor reminded me that practically everything I’ve ever written is online. We also reminisced about the times I would call and tell him the color of his shirt and khakis – remote viewing. LOL
I let go of those newspapers, although there are few left to go out the next time. It’ll be easy. Going through other boxes, we found a 1930 newspaper of The Milwaukee Journal. Pretty cool. My daughter thought so too. It made me wonder if she might keep a couple of my newspaper articles. Hmm.
Letting go of physical things seems to be a bit easier than letting go of every day happenings. When one is kindhearted, some people take advantage of it and almost think it’s an entitlement to receive that kindness. I’m learning to let it go.
Every now and again take stock of boxes in your closet. Take stock of your friendships and relationships too. As you grow, people and things leave, so those for your highest and best can come in.
Blessings of Peace and Love!
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.