Letters to My Younger Self

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Dear Young Cluttery Self:

I love you dearly, but you are a pack rat.  Please, dear, let go of the junk in your life.  Only keep the things that you truly love and adore and USE.  Let your old dusty books go to the library so they might get read again by someone.  Let ill-fitting clothes go to the Salvation Army.  Let those decidedly un-fabulous kitchen gadgets fill up someone else's junk drawer.  Give away the wonderful, thoughtful gifts from others that you feel guilty about giving away.  It is okay, dear.  As your older self, I give you complete permission to let go of stuff that you really don't like, stuff that's not quite "you".  It will never quite be you, so please let it go now and enjoy some breathing room in your home and your life.

Love,

Your Older Slightly Less Cluttery Self

Daring YS,

It's time. It's time to get off your behind and get something done. Nobody ever changed the world from their living room couch, planted in front of the television set. Nobody ever got anything done by focusing on their fears. Whatcha waiting for? An engraved invite?

always,

Your OS

Dear Younger Self:

You are valuable.  You make a difference.  You contribute to the world.  You are a special human, just as you are.  You don't have to change a thing, just be yourself.  I love you so very much, younger self.  You are completely loveable and adorable even when you're grumpy. 

Love,

Your Older Self

Dear Younger Self:

You need a vacation.  A real one.  You know, where you pack a suitcase and get on an airplane and land in an exotic locale that makes you forget all your troubles and you order room service and get a massage…?  Oh yeah!  You DON'T know!  So, go and find out.  Pick a place and then save your pennies in a coffee can until you have enough money to really, truly GO! 

Bon Voyage,
Older Self

Dear Younger Self,

Breath and trust, babe. It's hard to let someone love you - it's hard to let someone adore you without bringing in all the past issues and troubles you thought you'd left behind. Stop analyzing and realize there is more good than bad. Are you willing to give up an amazing relationship for one tiny little blip on the radar? That blip isn't an enemy submarine, honey, it's probably a gray whale who got lost while smelling the seaweed. Breathe and trust. Trust yourself first - what does your gut say? Is it tense or relaxed? Listen to your heart, your gut, not your noisy brain.  You are worthy of love. Really, truly, honestly.

love,

Your Older Self

Dear YS:

Light a candle today, and every day.  Add some more light to the world. 

With love,

OS

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