I just finished packing for a trip to San Francisco. I’ll get there Sunday afternoon and stay until Thursday, speaking twice at a conference and attending other sessions. Having been there several times before, I’m sure it will be a good experience.
Perhaps the hardest decision I’ll make all week, though, related to the conference is what I just went through – packing. We own three suitcases – one large, one small, and another slightly larger than the small one but a lot smaller than the large one.
There is no way five days worth of clothes and needed items will fit in the small suitcase, but I don’t want to lug the large one around. I decided, therefore, to go with the not-as-small one (in all it’s old, duct-taped glory).
At that point, though, I had to make the call on what to take and what to leave behind. I’ve traveled enough to know that I generally pack too much, but that doesn’t make it easier to take less. Eventually I let the size of the suitcase dictate the limit on the number of shirts, pants, shoes, etc. and declared myself ready to roll. We’ll see over the next few days if I made good choices or not.
The lesson from this simple experience has nothing to do with traveling – at least in a geographic sense. The takeaway for me is that there are choices to be made regularly about how much baggage we are going to carry with us and how much we will leave behind – emotional baggage like bitterness, grudges, ill will, hurtfulness, fear, anger, etc.
I’m guessing I really won’t mind leaving some baggage behind for this trip that I normally would take with me. We’ll find out soon enough. I am certain, however, that I have never regretted leaving behind the other kinds of emotional baggage that only weigh us down.
Leap year lesson #236 is Leave some baggage behind.