Abandon all that we are
So we can become
All that we might be
I see myself trapped by my past, by the barriers erected from fear, insecurity and doubt. “Grow past them…” I counsel myself. “Push past them. They are but vapor, illusion, less real than the dreams. Dreams create! So I shall focus on them.
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Thanks so very much!
Luggage is just that: luggage. It’s yours, but you can also put it in a locker… 🙂
I like that analogy a great deal