This morning, my 12 year old daughter with a penchant for fantasy shopping announced, "I cannot get into the Urban Outfitter website because my cart is full."
OK, I should be discouraging this rampant display of materialism. But, let's not even go there for now.
I choose to look at the bigger picture. We all have full carts, otherwise known as "baggage." At some point in our lives, our carts are probably even tipping. We need to be able to let go of the past and move on.
By the time we arrive at midlife, many of us contemplate how we got to this point. Analysts' offices are filled with patients reexamining the impact of our parents and our childhoods. To paraphrase Friends of Bill W., "Grant me the power to change the things I cannot accept and to accept the things I cannot change." We are powerless to erase the wrongs. We can only learn from our experiences and hope for a better takeaway. Go ahead and grieve, shed tears, punch a pillow or scream into the night. That is healthy. But at some point, we need to brush off our collective scraped knees, apply some antiseptic ointment, a band-aid, and continue on the hike.
Coincidentally, my i-Pod won't accept any new downloads because it, too, is "full." In order to add new songs, I need to re sync, eliminating songs no longer on my play lists.
Growth happens when we know when to "sync."
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