Open to change.
I heard a Ram Dass story once about him selling all of his spiritual things. Not junk. The good stuff. Books, malas, letters from India. The things that had actually meant something to him. He said the objects that had helped him grow had become attachments. So he let them go. Not because they were bad, but because he knew it was time to make room for something new.
I'm not telling you to throw out your stuff. I'm not trying to tell you what to do at all. I'm just sitting with an idea this story brought up for me, and I thought it was worth sharing.
We're always changing. Sometimes faster than we realize. It can take a while for the image we hold of ourselves to catch up with who we've already become.
Every cell in your body carries the whole history of life. That's not a metaphor. It's biology. The capacity to adapt, to change, to reorganize in response to what's needed, that's built into you at the most basic level. Evolution isn't a theory from the past. It's a process happening right now, in you.
But so are the stories. The ones picked up in childhood, from culture, from school, from old relationships. Some of them helped you get through hard things. Some of them made the world feel manageable. Not all of them still fit. If we're not paying attention, we keep living by them without knowing we have a choice.
That includes what we take in every day. The news, the feeds, the content we scroll through without thinking. It quietly shapes what we believe is possible, how we see other people, what we expect from ourselves. The inputs shape the output. What we plant, we grow. It's worth paying attention to what we're feeding.
This isn't about cutting things off. It's an invitation to notice. To pause long enough to ask where a response is coming from. To check whether the story running underneath it is still true.
Because you're not your stories. You're not even your thoughts. You're the force that moves through all of it. The same creative energy that turned dust into stars, and stars into earth, and earth into you. Whether you call it life, nature, spirit, or nothing at all, you are that movement.
When you remember that, even for a moment, something inside relaxes. Some people call it peace.
