‘How do I let go of stuff’. This is a question I have been asked time and time again over the last few weeks. I have been asked by students after class, by friends and even by people I hardly know. All of these people weighty with emotional baggage that we as humans tend to carry around. Heavy loads of history. Perhaps it is the new year that makes us want to shed these carry on cases. Maybe we want to step into this new year without all the stuff we carried with us last year and all the years before. We talk a lot in yoga class of letting go. Of opening up our bodies, minds and hearts. We work hard at making space in our bodies. We work hard at opening up our joints and in doing so we work hard at releasing all the tension and stuff stored there.
Most of the time we are hardly aware that we have stored this garbage away in our emotional piggy bank. We don’t open the doors there much. We don’t really like to look into that dark and dusty cupboard overflowing with souvenirs from past relationships. We save trashy emotional memento’s from events not worthy of remembering and allow them to settle somewhere within us. We invite them in and let them stay. We make room for them. They take up space within us. Space that could be open and inviting for new and beautiful things. Yet here we are, storing old things and carrying them around trying desperately not to look at them or even to remember that they are there.
We store them all over our bodies. Our hips and solar plexus are the usual willing victims. Our hips get tight and our lower backs suffer under the weight of all the gritty garbage. There are other places though. We are ever so adept at making space for all this stuff. Our whole bodies can be used for storage. No part of us can escape this dusty trail.
So how do we let it all go? How do we brave the opening of those dusty doors? How do we pull out those unwanted emotional trophies one by one and toss them away forever? After all its going to hurt isn’t it? There is only one way to let it out and that is through the heart. Thats the way it came in and that’s the way to let it out.
Here is how you do it. You open one door at a time. You find that memento. Take a look at it. You are carrying it around with you, all day, every day. Its heavy and dirty. You don’t want it and you know that if you toss it aside you will have space. Beautiful fresh open space. For some reason this is the point where we get fearful. We are nervous of that space. We are used to the weight of it and there is a comfort in that. It’s what we know. It’s who we are. It hurts to look at it. Our chest tightens and our heart starts to close. Don’t let it. Right at this point take a deep breath and open the heart and let it go. Get behind the pain and throw that thing away. Release it with one big beautiful breath.
Yes it will hurt for a moment but then that moment is over and it is gone. Surely that is far better than carrying it around for another few years. That is all you have to do. Open your heart and let it go. It will hurt for just a few moments and then it will be gone. Surely that is far better than the pain of carrying it around forever. So why don’t we do this. Why do we insist on holding on to this detritus. Why to we litter our bodies with the leftovers of our own personal history. For one reason only and that it is because it is what we know and what we know feels safe. It keeps us in our comfort zone and we are spectacularly bad at moving out of that.
So go ahead and drag that stuff out of those dark and dismal corners. Let it go and move on. You will be richly rewarded in ways you can only begin to imagine. Just breathe and let it go.
nikivanvelden 