“We can’t be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you now, may be the very reason why you don’t have something better.”
― C. JoyBell C.
I am moving into a new office space. I have been in my current office for three years and moved everything from another office occupied for about six years and another one for about three. If my math is correct, I have almost twelve years of accumulated stuff. I will assure you that everything in my office is of great significance. At least it was at some point and time.
This morning I discovered the following items:
- One very large binder filled with evacuation and resettlement information for Hurricane Katrina and Rita.
- Four different training manuals for the same training that have changed each year.
- Information from a committee for the years 2002-2010.
- Every piece of paper from conferences over the past twelve years including schedules, class times, presenter information, ..you get the idea. Conferences included Atlanta, Jacksonville, Baltimore, Cincinnati, Litchfield Beach (3), Charleston (3), Columbia, and Greenville.
- Emergency Preparedness plans for the years 2003-2010. They change each year too.
- A Volunteer Administrators Guide that was created by our local board for a group. The guide has not been used for at least eight years.
- Business cards from people who no one remembers.
- Three video cassette tapes..yes tapes. One is labeled and the others not. I don’t have a video cassette player.
- Spanish for Office Personnel Book from a course I took eight years ago. I remember very little of it.
- Six old calendars because they have pretty pictures.
- 8000 pens (OK that may be an exaggeration) Most don’t work. But they have logos from somewhere.
I haven’t finished going through my office yet. A friend is coming to help me. She is very efficient and throws away everything. I started before she arrived because I wanted to hide a few things from her. When I moved into a new house in 2002, she came over to help me and things started flying into bags and boxes. I kept protesting but they kept disappearing. I don’t remember any of the things we gave or threw away. I didn’t even remember many of them the first time I found unpacking.
One of my favorite books is “God on a Harley.” Yes, it is a sappy little book that can be read in about an hour or so if you are a fast reader, but it is filled with bits of wisdom. Here are the rules for living from that book:
Rules To Live By
1. Do not build walls, for they are dangerous. Learn to transcend them.
2. Live in the moment, for each one is precious and not to be squandered.
3. Take care of yourself first and foremost.
4. Drop the ego, be real.
5. All things are possible all of the time.
6. When someone gives, it is an act of generosity to receive. For in giving there is something gained.
When the protagonist Christine was told to clean out her closet and house to move into a smaller place, she balked at every step. She insisted she needed to keep size six jeans that hadn’t been worn in years because of the memories. They weren’t even good memories. She had to learn to let go of the old before she could receive the new.
I find that to be true in my life. I have to let go of the old fear, the old anger, the past, the old haunting memories. It isn’t easy to do. I remember doing an exercise where I held a penny tight in my fist. I then put my hand into a jar of change. I was told I could keep as much as I could pull out, but I couldn’t let go of the penny. I came out with the just the penny. The next time I was told to let go of the penny and I was able to pull out many coins.
Maybe that is the lesson I am supposed to learn right now. I am in the process of letting go of two very important things in my life. It is painful at times, scary at others, and yet in moments I catch just a bit of excitement and wonder at what is to come next.