Get A Life

That sounds rude, doesn't it? I mean it in the best most kindest, most sisterly-motherly -girlfriendily....most encouraging way possible.

Dealing with attachment (whatever stage we're in...however far along we've come or not come)...can be all consuming. It can occupy our every waking moment. Our every thought. Our every decision.

I know how tempting it is to make all of life be all about this one thing.

Do not allow yourself to do it.

Get a hobby. Pick up an interest. Paint, sew, cook, exercise, read, work with yarn, work with beads, study, sing, dance, rent some films, travel, snap photos, blog about other things...our choices are endless.

But....without doubt.... we must choose to remove attachment work from the high and almighty royal throne on which it sometimes likes to plop it's I reign above all things stinkin' fat ass.