Honor Thy Toys, Kids…

Sometimes it’s just so hard to let go…

playing children

"To What Are You Holding On?"

In our younger years, it’s quite common to have our favorite toy or blankie around at all times, EVERYWHERE we go. Even at playtime. Who cares if it’s dirty? Who cares if it smells? No way I’m putting it down to play patty-cake. Ew, I don’t want to hold hands with the new kid so I’m going to hold on tight to my teddy. I’m safe and secure knowing that I’ve got my favorite THING with me.

But what if our old, familiar things no longer serve our happiness or fulfillment? What if these things actually hold onto us and keep us from opening ourselves up to new play? What if they get in the way more than they allow us to connect with other people?

Our human condition screams at us to never let go. To hold onto what we know so well. To repeat patterns that feel right simply because they seem familiar. But there are times when we just have to let go of the toys, titles and attachments. When we must take courage to put our common defenses down and move gracefully into unchartered playtime territory.

How else will we know what else is in the toy box when we’re so consumed by the one familiar toy we’ve held onto forever? Can we let go long enough to open ourselves up to receiving an unexpected bright bouncing ball from a new playmate? Can we possibly trust ourselves enough to know that no matter what happens, we are just as safe, secure and worthy of love when we have our old, familiar toy than when we don’t?

Honor thy toys, kids, for they accompanied us well on the long journey. But learn to know when it’s time to put them down to make room for the new, fascinating thrill of the unfamiliar playground.


About Tesz Millan

I am a professional singer of stage, radio, and television and love the process of giving life to my other passion - writing. Being a freelance copywriter, singer, and all around entrepreneur gives me the passion to live my life to the fullest everyday.
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