Came across this pile of old keys and such in our junk drawer over the weekend. They were way in back of the drawer and I haven’t seen them for years.

I know, that at one time, all of this “stuff” which now seems like garbage to me, was important and significant. Now, I frankly don’t remember what any of these go to. Life has gone on and what was relevant before is no longer relevant, needed or important.

Our daily stresses and anxieties are like this. At the time what we are experiencing, or struggling with, is SO REAL and meaningful, and it feels like it will all be important forever. OCD gives us a twist, and locks us into things that we should let go of like: obsessive thoughts or repetitive actions that are just filling up space, similar to these old keys. Out with the old and in with something new and beautiful.