As I started cleaning out about 2 weeks ago I realized that with everything I either donated or through a way, I was releasing negative energy and clatter. At 1st it was to try and control a situation that I had no control over common my eye. But then, it became a joy. A way to give back some of the beautiful broken items I had collected. Whether it was empty picture frames, books at saw me through, or simply stuffed animals that were reminder of yesterday. I was able to just let them go. And as I started to release, it gained energy and momentum. And more I gave, the pure I felt the greater the purpose. To DE clutter, release, free myself from my past free my future.
I saw my sister today at a meeting. She came up to me with such purpose and hope. She quickly told me what everyone was doing and said I had 17 nieces and nephews that I could well come into my life. I looked at her without an ounce of energy attached. She’s a stranger with a stranger’s life. I’m happy for her, I wish her well, but have no desire to engage.
Blood doesn’t equal family it’s an old saying. But it’s so true in my case. The person I was the person I am releasing the past that I no longer even want to have and I ota a memory, is gone. I have my family. I have my friends. I have a situation of beauty in my life. And I certainly have purpose.
To release negative energy to realize there is no energy and to welcome new and exciting energy, that is purity I am feeling and part of this beautiful broken journey I am on.