Past, Future, Present...
“We suffer from the past, and we spoil our future because we neglect the present.” ―Leo Tolstoy, A Calendar of Wisdom.
We carry it. The load. The weight of our mistakes and decisions. The consequences of it all.
But we hold on to it too long. We find space for it in our homes, minds and bodies. At times, voluntarily keeping it around, as if that past trauma were a pet. We suffer from it because we never dispose of it all. We don’t take the time to clean it all out. Like your closet, storage unit, basement or attic. Full of crap you don’t need. But you keep hoarding and holding on to it.
By doing so you never move on. And you spoil the future since you don’t have the space for right now. The present moment. The only true asset we have. The only real thing that matters. Learn from the past. Apply the lessons now. Change your future.
Make space in your life today so that you can change it. Today, tomorrow and deeper into the future. Just like you would clean your desk, fridge or car. Get rid of the trash in your mind. Clean it out. Light a candle. Let it all go. Seek help professionally if needed. But, do something. Do the work on letting go of the past and accept your today. To be where you want in the future.
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Thought Provoking Questions : Take out your phone or a piece of paper. Write down something you’re holding onto from your past. How is that spoiling your future? Are you neglecting the present and if so, how? What can you do to be more present each day?
Daily I write and release a thought. A quick read. Sharing wisdom and asking thought-provoking questions. Influenced by the obstacles, success and failures in my life and of others. Using history, books, current events, and everyday life as inspiration. These writings are actionable, thought-provoking, designed to make your life better.
These writings are not to push a way of thinking on you or to force you into a certain way of thinking, or living. Rather to give you practical and real ways to handle life. This is an added tool. My writing is simply a conversation with all the material I consume.
The older I get the more that Marley’s chains from a Christmas Carol make sense to me. Not because there is an afterlife where we drag chains around but because we carry these chains now, just as Marley did, a weight that produces a burden now that we can’t see because we don’t understand that we created them
I'm reminded of the parable of the two priests. They come upon a crying young woman who cannot cross a rushing river. The old priest picks up the woman, carries her across the river, and deposits her on the other side. Later, after walking all day together in silence, the younger priest says to the older one, "Our sect forbids us any contact with a woman, yet you carried her across the river. Don't you fear for your soul?" The old priest replies, "I fear for you soul. I left that woman by the river, but you have been carrying her all day."