I love the autumn and this year I’m making a conscious effort to let go, just like the trees which allow their leaves to fall. I want to let go of things that I no longer need, both physical and mental.
I spent an afternoon sorting through my clothes, tossing everything onto the bed until the wardrobe was completely empty and then going through the heap, item by item. Usually I’m very reluctant to part with anything, but this time I was determined to let go of all the clothes that I hadn’t worn over the past year and donate them to charity. I ended up with two shopping bags full. Then I replaced the clothes that I wanted to keep, with all my shoes and bags neatly lined up. It was very satisfying to see everything organised at last any it gives me a great sense of satisfaction every time I open the wardrobe doors. It was well worth the time.
Yesterday I culled my Twitter account. I don’t know about you but I find that I’ve followed so many people and there’s no way that I can keep up with my feed, so I’ve scaled it down with the aim of being able to interact with the followers who are truly interested in communicating with me and learning about mindfulness, rather than those that just want my follow to add to their numbers. Twitter is a great place to chat to others and I have even met some of my clients there.
Reevaluating my life journey
Sometimes we have a plan and try to stick to it, even though we begin to realise that in spite of our efforts it’s going nowhere. A few years ago I would have been frustrated by this, but now I think of it as like knocking on doors – don’t keep knocking on a door when you realise that there’s nobody there. Accept it as the Universe giving you a strong signal that whatever you’re trying to do isn’t for you. You may find that you always had a doubt about what you were trying to do, maybe your heart really wasn’t in it 100%. Call it a day and move on or adapt your current plan to better suit you.
Other people’s drama
A couple of days ago I came across the saying, ‘Not my circus, not my monkeys!” it made me laugh and I also thought that it’s a very good reminder not to get involved with other people’s drama. Some people seem to be constantly on centre stage, complaining about their lives and have enough material for a long-running soap opera. Over the years I’ve learned to listen to this type of performance without getting too sucked into it. So, yes – ‘Not my circus, not my monkeys.’
Do you enjoy the autumn? If so, let me know, I’d love to hear from you…