“How can the future be molded
with hands full of baggage labeled
“What Was” and “What Could’ve Been?”
Where can you go with all that stuff,
and how much fun will you have with it
when you get there?
Leave those bags behind,
and hope they stay lost
before you get to your next destination.
All right, take a few souvenirs if you must,
but just nice stuff. No junk.”
This is a year of actually loving the lost “bags” of what used to torment me. The bags of dreams unfulfilled, life loathed and seeking answers to the questions that had none.
I set them down a while back, but had those residual thoughts of going back and grabbing them.
“I’ll need them some time later!” “I forgot something inside one that I need to get back!” “Baggage needs company!”
And the list goes on to times where the ego tried to tell me that it would starve without the unchangeable circumstances and ‘could-have-beens’.
But not this time.
I took the souvenirs; the love, the memory of his smile and confidence in me, the parts of me that I have had from the beginning of time…
And I’ve left some room in my pocket for the wisdom and attributes I’m curating to take along for the journey.
The journey to the fulfilling and amazing life of “What is”… “What will be”.