It is the New Year. We let the old year go, the old yuck, the big junk, the mucky funk, and put the sweet sweet memories into a file cabinet in our soul and then we let it all go. We start fresh, we begin anew. It is a small death in a way, a mini memorial in which the whole soul gets to be reborn. I believe when we learn how to die, we start to live, and we begin to live only when we have let parts of our self die. It is a life long journey of shedding the skins that don't fit anymore and stepping into larger forms, or simply different forms.
So, this 2016, let the selves go that need to go. The inner critic, the old clothing, the people that don't support the true you. Hold onto the last few bits that are authentic and let that be the foundation for the new self to be born. You will die one day, it is O.K. Let death help you remember that all you have is today. Be you.
So, this 2016, let the selves go that need to go. The inner critic, the old clothing, the people that don't support the true you. Hold onto the last few bits that are authentic and let that be the foundation for the new self to be born. You will die one day, it is O.K. Let death help you remember that all you have is today. Be you.
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