What if we started life as an empty vessel? Everything we know being poured in, filling space and helping to shape and form us from the very beginning. We grow, evolve, shrink, expand. We change. We are.
Then life cracks. Instead of holding everything in the seams are pressed and all of our live is spilt out - on display for so many to see. We find ourselves vulnerable, overwhelmed. Angry at God, man, politicians, former bosses, our exes.
Retreat. Fight. Lash out. Succumb. There are so many possibilities. So many ways we just try to survive.
What if instead we started over each day as that empty vessel. Filling our days with all the good, all the bad. All of life. And instead of carrying so much weight into every day, we start fresh and anew with just what we need. With space to grow, room to shed, sometimes filling to the rim, other times seemingly unchanged from dawn til dusk.
Tonight: I have to let go. Not just of today’s fill, but of the last several weeks.
Life.
Death.
Holidays.
A little boy.
Religion.
My two mini-adults.
Relationships.
Expectations.
A former employer.
Finances
Love.
Let it go (and not the damn song from “Frozen”).
And let God.
Tomorrow: I am an empty vessel. Waiting to be filled.
~ Peace
The Burtle
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