Last weekend, I cleaned out my jewelry boxes and threw away some earrings amongst other things. I zoned out for a minute as I stared at them and remembered the Shemila that picked them out. She’s not the same Shemila that I am today. Even though I am diligent about purging every six months or so, these earrings that I bought on my first trip to Atlanta roughly six years ago were still amongst my things. I was holding on to them. I believe it was deeper than just the earrings though, they were a piece of the old Shemila that I didn’t want to let go. My choice to finally throw them away this time around, left me feeling empowered. Yes, there is empowerment in purging, empowerment in letting go. Letting go of things is symbolic of accepting the new, in my opinion. Why was I holding on to some big ole Basketball Wives looking earrings that I bought in Atlantic Station? Why?
Letting go is an art that we are sometimes too slow to perform. I feel as though we must let go so that our hands are free to hold on to what’s to come, the new, the unknown.
Be an artist, purge.