leaving the past behind.
As I sit in one of the passenger seats,
I look out of the window, thinking about what has been left behind.
Some thoughts remind me of the baggage cluttered around my feet.
It is difficult to travel through life with all this baggage.
It's time to lighten my load
by getting rid of the things
I no longer need.
Moving to the rear of the train,
I struggle with a bag stuffed with attitudes from my family of origin.
I struggle with my need to take care of
everyone I meet and
my willingness to manipulate others.
I stand in the caboose and lift the bag
high enough to clear the railing.
With a might heave, I throw the bag off the train
and I am free.
When I call upon my adult self,
I can clear out all my useless baggage.