Sometimes things in life go up in flames in the worst possible way, leaving us stunned and bereft. But sometimes it is a relief to consign aspects of our lives to the flames, letting go of what no longer serves us. And every now and again it turns out that the terrible fires are actually burning away things we no longer needed.
What has it helped you to let go of to the flames?
I find it difficult to let go of things, thoughts and good and bad memories. It seems to me that they are all part of life. Without them, there can be no comparisons. However, I will admit that memories of a few conversations and interactions with some people have figuratively been burned up so that although I can still remember them, their intensity has gone up in smoke.