Tag: attachments

Beautiful Stuff

lizaaitken

I look over at the oriental lilies, they’ve not opened yet, but I know when they do they will be beautiful. The aroma will flow through my home and they will look glorious in the tall glass vase in which they stand. I look around my home and see all the beautiful things around me, I love beauty, it doesn’t have to be anything of value, it just has to speak to me. My mum used to say, and I think someone said it before her, ‘only keep the things around you that are beautiful’, I agree, I can let anything else go.

My idea of beauty will probably be totally different to anyone elses. I love rich colour, I have an old oriental rug across the middle of the room in deepest reds, tapestry cushions, wood, photos of beautiful people I love and paintings that speak to me. I like paintings, or prints as most of them are of dancers and women. I like reminders of places that are special, like the prints I have of Brighton, Richmond and Montmartre.

I collect memories, silly things like pebbles from beaches, notes from friends and family heirlooms and mirrors, I love mirrors and crystals too. I have plenty of candles, I never have a main light on and I just love my kitchen, implements and an array of ingredients. I like good linens and crisp white towels. I believe I make a nice home, I’m happy in my home, it describes me well.

But it’s stuff isn’t it, just stuff. I might find it beautiful, others might, but one day I’ll get up and leave it all behind. One day I’ll walk out of here and leave my body behind me too.

I intend to get over my attachment to things one day, one day I’ll have no choice. In the mean time, which I hope will go on for quite a while, I’m letting things go. I live much more minimally than I did, I want to get better. Because you see, one day after I’ve gone. Maybe after they bury or cremate me, I don’t want anyone else to have to worry about my beautiful things and what to do with them.

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Clutter

lizaaitken

One day we walk out of this life without anything, no possessions, no wealth and no good looks. We might wear an outfit, wear a special pendant, hold letters or photos but those things will remain here with our bodies, they will be of no use in the hereafter. The soul that leaves this life does so without anything to accompany it on its journey.

Look around now and consider how valuable those possessions are, the house, the car, the job. I don’t know where we go after this life, but do know we arrive there with nothing. We can’t buy our way in, can’t flash a gold card, call on our friends or do that secret handshake. It will just be the true essence of self because the body and those things we clutched onto in the coffin will have disappeared.

When I die I  want to be able say I did my best, I forgot myself initially I but spent a long time trying to find myself. I want to think I will have been kind enough, loving enough, honest and trustworthy enough but I suppose in the end that depends on now, what I do with the time I have left.

I’m surrounded by possessions, memories most of them. I find it really hard to let go of things. Some stored away safely, no good to anyone, boxed or in the loft. I’m aware that the things I stash might be of good use to those in need, I really must let go of what I’m not using.

When we rid ourselves of our attachments, those things that hold us in one place, to a certain way of life we grow, that’s we find ourselves amongst the clutter.

You might have guessed I’m preparing myself for a big sort out!

The Invisible Branch

lizaaitken

We are born into family, our first attachments here on earth.  We branch out from there into different groups, making friends along the way.  These people we meet, the ones that touch our hearts become our family too.  There is not far we can travel on this earth or beyond where those special relationships do not continue, an invisible branch that holds us with love always.

~ Liza 

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Trusting 

lizaaitken

I’m going to relinquish my control 

and put my trust in you.

I’m going to embrace in all the things 

you want me to do.

I will do so without question, 

trusting you know best.

Without regret or any fear, 

nor will I suspect a test.

I know I need to give up possessing, 

treasures that I’ve stashed.

I’m preparing for the day it comes, 

when my reality is smashed.

I do this with a saddened heart, 

but do so as I think right.

I suppose I’ll miss attachments, 

when they’re out of sight.

But this is how my soul will grow, 

without the weight I know.

I’m trusting you from this day on, 

so show me where to go.

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Changes

lizaaitken

 

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I’m undoing those attachments,

to things upon this earth.

The estate agent is on his way,

to tell me what I’m worth.

It’s not about the money,

although I’ll need it on my path.

I’m reaching an understanding,  

of that which is the past.

I’m stepping out into the world,

my path has reached a bend.

Realising I have so much to do

before I reach the end. 

So I’m packing up my memories,

I’ll wrap them up to keep.

I can always pull them close to me,

as each night I sleep.

I’m changing what I do in life,

how I earn my money.

Some will say I’m quite mad,

the others think I’m funny.

I’m pulling it all in now,

what I know and have to learn.

I really feel the time has come

for me to make this turn.

Conflicting feelings, going round,

my head is in a spin

But then again excitement,

for the future to begin.

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