What on earth are we holding on to and WHY?
What does our holding on list look like?
Are we aware of WHY we hold on to anything?
Are we aware of what holding on does to our body?
We all know that holding on means we are not naturally able to let go of someone or something, so that we can move on in life.
We all have our reasons, our justifications, our story and our excuses for WHY we choose to hold on and not discard something that is not supporting us to evolve.
We all know that it makes sense to let go of things we hold on to, as it no longer serves us in anyway.
We all know that we can take the Responsibility in bringing an end to that which is not working for us.
Can we relate to any of the following or admit this is going on for us every day?
ALL have been taken from real life examples.
We hold on to our breath before stepping out to face the world every day.
We hold on to sentimental things to give us a memory of days gone by.
We hold on to fake flowers that just keep on collecting more dust.
We hold on to toys from the past that have no use whatsoever.
We hold on to fluffy teddy bears from our childhood that smell stagnant.
We hold on to an inflated balloon from our birthday 2 years ago as we like it.
We hold on to pretty things that seem too expensive to give away.
We hold on to jewellery we will never wear but can’t bear to get rid of it.
We hold on to those expensive shoes from the Christmas sale that we have never worn.
We hold on to our old boots as they remind us of our youth days.
We hold on to that fancy dress that is two sizes too small, ready for our diet.
We hold on to clothes that no longer fit us but hope they will one day.
We hold on to handbags like there was going to be a handbag famine.
We hold on to old batteries that need recycling but we need to check they are dead.
We hold on to a remote control for a TV that is long gone out of our home.
We hold on to ipads and smartphones that actually don’t work.
We hold on to electronic wires and other useless items knowing they have no use.
We hold on to a range of videos but have no video player.
We hold on to CDs but we have moved on to digital since.
We hold on to lots of books as it looks good and makes us think we are intelligent to others when they visit our home.
We hold on to old crockery just in case one day we might use it.
We hold on to that old pot that stinks but we can’t seem to throw it out.
We hold on to Christmas presents that we really don’t want and don’t like.
We hold on to wedding gifts in case we are asked by the donor if we liked it.
We hold on to our kids’ school books but they have grown up, had children and moved on.
We hold on to a drawer full of baby clothes and the kids have got married.
We hold on to that garment we knitted that is years old that no one wants.
We hold on to garage full of we don’t even know what, but we just keep it.
We hold on to a loft full of items that we cannot let go of and it makes no sense.
We hold on to a cellar full of this and that and dread the thought of letting it go.
We hold on to storage bags in our cupboards, of stuff we have forgotten about and know we will never ever use.
We hold on to clutter under the bed that we have not looked at in years.
We hold on to pictures and paintings in case we move house but have not done so in three decades.
We hold on to tinned foods and long-life packets of food in case a war comes.
We hold on to pens, paperclips and used bags in a drawer that is never cleaned.
We hold on to freebies and other junk that we just seem to collect.
We hold on to empty bags and empty boxes of all shapes and sizes.
We hold on to dusty pot pourri that is so old it lost the smell aeons ago.
We hold on to dead plants in the hope they may just come alive again.
We hold on to medication from our parents who passed away 2 years ago.
We hold on to wads of cash at home, in case a rainy day comes and we need it.
We hold on to nick nacks that have no meaning or purpose.
We hold on to photos and they just seem to keep growing and taking up space.
We hold on to our tools from a trade we no longer have as it was decades ago.
WHY do we hold on to the childhood teddy bear and we are now in our 50’s?
WHY do we hold on to the photos that cause us nothing but pain?
WHY do we hold on to clothes in our wardrobe that have never been worn?
WHY do we hold on to the shoes that will never ever be worn again?
WHY do we hold on to that dress that has been the wrong size for decades?
WHY do we hold on to socks with holes when we know we have new ones?
WHY do we hold on to a drawer full of stuff we have no intention of using?
WHY do we hold on to that hat our grandparents left us but we will never wear it?
WHY do we hold on to stale food in our fridge that needs clearing out?
WHY do we hold on to a loft/attic full of stuff we will never even look at again?
WHY do we hold on to clutter in our garage space and not use it for our car?
WHY do we hold on to junk and paraphernalia that holds no value?
WHY do we hold on to post that has not been opened in years?
WHY do we hold on to old news when the world and its brothers have moved on?
WHY do we hold on to emotions and bury them inside our belly by overeating?
WHY do we hold on to those hurts that we know are stopping us from truly healing and moving on?
WHY do we hold on to that anger when we know we just need to feel it?
WHY do we hold on for dear life when our body is saying No?
WHY do we hold on to old friendships that are hurting us every time?
WHY do we hold on to relationships that are nothing but abuse?
WHY do we hold on to that remark someone said years ago that hurt us?
WHY do we hold on to that negative comment on social media that is a lie?
WHY do we hold on to that painful memory that was years and years ago?
WHY do we hold on to that ugly stuff that our father once said in a bad mood?
WHY do we hold on to a spiteful comment from our partner that was said in a moment of madness? (i.e. – it was not them)
WHY do we hold on to that lovely nice stuff that we know leaves us cold?
WHY do we hold on to that painfull moment that keeps us bashing ourselves?
WHY do we hold on to other people’s stuff when we know it is not for us?
WHY do we hold on to our deep hurts that stop us from really living life?
WHY is holding on so comfortable for us and Letting Go so challenging?
WHY do we hold on to our bladder when we need to go for a pee?
WHY do we generally avoid going for a poo at the time we need to?
WHY do we override a natural feeling our body is communicating to us?
Could it be possible that the reason we hold on to anything is because we simply have hurts that we have not got over?
Could it be possible that if we made a choice to deal with our hurts, we would have no need to hold on to anything?
Could it be possible that by not holding on to anyone and anything we find the space we need to be who we truly are?
Could it be possible that letting go of what we are holding on to frees us up inside and our body can breathe its natural breath once again?
What if holding on simply stops us from moving on in life?
What if holding on restricts our body from expanding to its natural rhythm?
What if holding on means we cannot breathe our true breath?
What if holding on means we lose the connection we deeply miss?
What if holding on means we cannot feel the freedom of what life presents?
What if holding on hurts us and everyone else because we are inter-connected?
What if holding on leaves us feeling empty like something is missing?
What if holding on stops us learning the lessons that are here for us?
What if holding on is simply coming from a fear that is total illusion?
What if holding on is like smelly socks with holes that just need to go?
What if holding on is pointless, has no purpose and holds us back?
What if holding on is simply a choice to not evolve with ease?