There is a weird conflict in letting go of the past for some people—myself included. The past becomes this representation of something nebulous we don’t really understand because it is no longer here. Yet we cling to it because we feel we know it. But the experience of something that has gone by is different for everyone so that meaning can’t be the same for everyone. What was joy for some was pain for others. What was beautiful for some was ugly for others. What we thought was a high point becomes a representation of the highest we felt we could get or we gradually come to understand there was more to do than that. Letting go of the past also means making way for an unknown future.
The future represents something scary in that we don’t know what to expect. We can plan but we all know what happens with plans. All of that is an attempt at appeasing the ego by creating the illusion of control. I want to note that sometimes we think we have let go when we have merely shifted a foot over. We’ve barely concealed the copy of what the past was. We can’t get caught up in believing that is real progress or change. In some cases that may be a step toward something new, yes, but in others it’s merely a poorly disguised attempt at moving forward. It is also human nature. What we are born into is easier to take than what we must adapt to. When we are born into something we don’t know anything else but when we must adapt into something, we have to learn entirely anew.
Then there is the concept of tradition. We are animals that pass on information and teach/regurgitate what we know thinking we are somehow carrying on or passing the torch. We don’t honestly know all the details, we just do it because that’s what we do and that is what we’ve always done. Of course there is a place for repetition and passing on information—it’s necessary to know how to tie our shoes and how to prepare food. But do we really need to repeat the expected societal song and dance simply because that’s what everyone else does? If we really think about it, no. This isn’t to say there isn’t a place for creating culture and tradition based on love or celebrating life. But there is also a time to question why we do the things we do at times. Is there a reason to continue doing what we’ve always done? Could there be a better way?
As we pass on information or share our stories, we have to remember what really matters. Are we passing on a core message about thought patterns and belief structures that support each other? Are we creating a positive vision for ourselves and our future? That is the real point of tradition and legacy: leaving a positive impact with the world. At the end of the day, we all become nothing more than bodies that return to the immortal being of the world. Dust, bones, ashes, atoms that move into a different vibration and dissipate into something else. We can not become so attached to what we think is, or what we think something was, that we forget what we actually are: dust and motes and molecules. We have to remember what the power is in those molecules: we can change the vibration. We can learn to leave a legacy of love and caring over anything else. That is what matters.