And no, I’m not referring to my waistline! That’s known as the circumference of the world anyway!
No, I’m talking about mental weight. Sometimes we carry ‘burdens’ around with us for years. Sometimes they’re family burdens, sometimes they’re work burdens, sometimes they’re personal burdens (sometimes they’re even irrational fears) – no matter what they are, they become the types of things that sit in the back of our minds and torture us with the ‘what ifs’ and ‘whys’. They bubble and fester, and gurgle and pop – splashing us with acidic drops of memory – forcing us to relive our worst fears and momentarily face those unanswered questions. Eventually this primordial sludge grows into an undeniable mass that consumes us. We act and react differently because of it. We harbor irrational fears. We refuse to face certain situations. We avoid people we love because we may just have to reveal our secret.
And then, one day we pluck up the courage to face our demons. We grab a set of potholders and open a window. And before we know it, we’ve disposed of that ‘burden’ with lightning speed. And suddenly, we feel years younger and hundreds of pounds lighter. We can sleep a little better, walk a little taller and smile a bit wider.
If you know what I’m talking about, I urge you to strap on your safety gear and do some house cleaning. I’ll be tough. It’s certain to get a bit messy. And it may even be a little smelly, but you won’t regret it. I promise!