Shaking the Weight

Freedom is in the mind so let me speak it.

We all come with baggage.  Our upbringing, our culture, our parents.  Baggage is something everyone is born with and grow into.  No one is exempt.  And as we grow older, our baggage only becomes heavier with every experience, heartache and heartbreak.   We carry this all around with us, most of the time without even knowing, walking the streets with our eyes to the ground and a heavy disposition.  

Emotional Hoarders are everywhere. They are the people who are hard headed and egotistical.  They are the people who don’t know how to laugh or cry.  They are the people who no longer dream and no longer love. They are you and me. 

The difference between those who are happy and those who aren’t, is that some people recognize baggage as an option.  It is no longer something that was placed upon their shoulders, but rather something they refused to put down. Excuses to continue to carry it come in all shapes and sizes, most often in the phrase “It’s just who we/they are.”

A blanket phrase to excuse people and their behavior, their inability or more accurately, unwillingness to change themselves. 

Guilty as charged.

I think personal power comes from choice.  And with the realization that the baggage we carry is a choice, also comes the realization that we have the choice to put it down and walk away.   Baggage is comfortable.  It’s what makes us, us.  We are who we are and it is what it is…  But it is also what is keeping us from becoming the person we want to be. 

Join me in my journey to find out what exactly I hold in my baggage, and then letting it go.  I’m walking away, no I’m running away because I refuse to let the hurt of old love, the pain of past failures, and the ignorance of my own upbringing keep me from dreaming. 

I want to laugh.  I want to love.  And I want to live.  Don’t you?

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3 comments

  1. doowaditty · July 11, 2011

    woo hoo unpack bitch. u need more room for cabo anyway.

  2. Yesi Jukebox · July 13, 2011

    Easier said than done. But that’s just my bitterness talking.

  3. Pingback: Hi, My name is Rachel. « What The Fat?!

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