I carry 2 keys. I only need 2 keys in daily life. I have a key chain with a car key and a house key. That’s it. My life is simple and I can see that because I don’t carry a lot of keys anymore.
With keys come responsibility. I remember how important grown ups keys seemed when I was a child. Keys did important things and they were critical. You could not drive without a key. The house key was the most important. We could lock up when we left knowing it kept us safe. . And Mom and Dad had the keys to open it. Their key rings were full of mysterious keys that must have held important meaning in their life. As a child that is what I thought. All adults had full key rings, they must be so very important. The jingling sound of keys, a sound we all can relate to.
I remember getting my first house key and how grown up that felt. The responsibility was impressed upon me. Don’t lose the key, don’t share the key, only use the key for these reasons. We are giving this to you because you are old enough to handle the responsibility of having a key to our house. And it was a responsibility and it did move me along the path of growing up.
Time goes by, I start collecting my own keys. Car keys, door keys, keys for works, safe deposit box keys, my sisters house, my moms house key, key to the storage unit, key to this or that. And my key ring grew, I must be very important. I have all these things I am responsible for.
At some point the keys are out of control. My home had different keys for the front door, the side door, the laundry room door, the bedroom door, the outside bonus room door. The house needed its own key ring. And then I had keys from my relatives houses, they would change their locks, I would get more keys. It started getting confusing, I had work keys, so I could open up. Then I would change jobs and get more work keys. I had car keys. In the old days you had door key, ignition key, gas cap key and maybe trunk key. And of course I had to have multiple keys in case I lost my keys. So when I got a new car or a new job or changed the the locks the multiple keys never really moved away. And it was confusing, and overwhelming. I think my experience is pretty normal.
When I moved things changed, I threw away all the keys. My mom had passed, didn’t need her key. My sister moved, her keys were obsolete, I don’t have new ones. All those keys to my life…gone. They were so very important and in the end, not important at all. They did not make m
e important or valuable. They took up space and energy. I don’t need my life to be that complex. These are my keys now, a door key and a the key to my truck. Simple, simple, simple. I do have the key to my son’s apartment because he needed a safe place to keep one. I don’t carry it or use, it is not mine. I also have 1 other key ring with my storage shed key and my apartment storage key. I barely use those and I don’t carry them.
So this, this way of living that does not include collecting keys and the strings that go with them, is freeing to me. I like that my life is simplified and easy. I have whittled down and identified what is important and what is mine to keep track of. I have let go of the rest. If I do this with keys I can expand it. What else am I carrying in my life that really is not mine or is unnecessary? What else am I carrying that I have collected with the idea it made me important or valuable? Be it ideas, beliefs or tangible items, what can I let go of? What no longer serves the life I choose for myself? I guess these questions will be answered along the way.
Here is to freedom!
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g the bamboo. I feel the freshness of the morning air and I know I am blessed. For today, I do not worry, I do not argue within my mind. For today I accept all of God’s blessings and claim them as mine.
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