Letting Go
Why Use Tools
People in all walks of life use tools to accomplish certain tasks. Teachers use blackboards, programmers use computers, carpenters use levels, doctors use stethoscopes, mechanics use wrenches, engineers used slide rules, manufacturers use robots, writers use pens, artists use brushes, and dentists use drills. While the knowledge to perform each task is in their heads, their ability to perform their jobs is reliant on the use of specific tools. Some tools help build or create, while others help to disassemble, repair, mend, or fix something. No matter what the profession all users keep their tools at their finger tips, ready and on the spot. Read the rest of this entry »
Let’s Get Started
While I don’ know your past, more than likely you are holding on to what happened to you long ago. Or possibly it was something someone said to or about you. Maybe it was a divorce, financial failure, some form of abuse, loss of a job, being abandoned by a parent or partner. Maybe it was being told when you were young, “You will never amount to anything,” or “You are stupid.” Just as I was, you too may be stuck, unable to release and heal from your experiences. Read the rest of this entry »
The Who, What, Why & When of Letting Go of Your Past
You and I are alike. We have both lived through hurtful, disappointing, and traumatic events in our lives; situations wherein we were harmed by the actions or words of another or by outside circumstances such as a disaster. Although the particulars of what you and I experienced were different, we both felt damaged in some way. Read the rest of this entry »
What Breaks Your Heart
Several years ago I heard a speaker say that if you want to find your passion in life you must first ask yourself, “What is it that breaks my heart?” It is in answering this question you will find your passion and purpose. Read the rest of this entry »
How “Today” Began
My dog Baby had the habit of sitting behind me as I ate breakfast. One morning I got up from my chair and I noticed that my black slacks were coated with her hair. I wet a paper towel, began to brush off her hair, and realized that like Baby, I too, needed to shed the old, to let go of the past. Read the rest of this entry »
Welcome
At the age of 61 I was stuck in my past; reliving childhood incidents in my mind, thinking about what could or should have been, hoping for a different ending to the story of my past, and allowing what happened years ago to affect my current thoughts, actions, and reactions. Read the rest of this entry »


