I have a jar where I keep notes of appreciation from clients, colleagues, and organizations. At the end of 2022, it was so full that I couldn’t fit one more in.
I was clinging to them. Hoarding appreciation. With no room to let more in.
And while I logically understand that gratitude is infinite and a crammed jar of notes will not prevent more from flowing in, I felt the need to (both literally and symbolically) create space for more.
So I let them all go. I burned them to ashes, keeping only one note.
Now I’m looking around for other things I can let go of, to make space for more ease, flow and gratitude.
What else am I clinging to and hoarding, embodying the belief that more may not be on the way?