Losing people, losing pieces

I’m wondering if I could say that every time someone leaves my life, like P, or G, or B… it’s like I’m leaving behind a piece of myself that’s no longer useful. I think some people – and I know this is going to sound weird – represent some tendencies of mine to avoid Going Boldly Along The Path.

For instance, with P, we enjoyed life together, but we were too self-absorbed and frivolous. We played all day together, but never thought outside of our own untethered freedom, which was no longer serving me. We were irresponsible, in a way… and in a way that I could no longer sustain.

With G, we were apparently serious, but together we were not going to confront The Path together. It was costing too much for us to give up a life of luxury and ease. This part of me, too, had to go.

I was crazy about B, but there was a certain competitive edge between us that made me feel like I couldn’t trust my own innate goodness, that I had to prove it constantly. Gone also this part.

I know that whenever these people go, or I go, or in any case, that we separate… I know that I’m going to miss these pieces. At first I’m quite sad. I wish they’d call. I’m tempted to call them.

But then I begin to see that I have more clarity and more resolve to go My Own Way without feeling that sense of compromise that was burdening me. I can dedicate my life more fully to seeking Truth, without trying to please others in the process.

Besides, now I know that, at the end of the day, we will all be walking alone with the Universe. So don’t be afraid to lose pieces that aren’t serving you, friends. As soon as you free up that space, you’ll find a stronger Friend coming into your life.

So don’t be afraid to lose pieces that aren’t serving you, friends. As soon as you free up that space, you’ll find a stronger Friend coming into your life.