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The Witchy One | Attachment | Letting Go
Why Letting Go of the Old Will Bring Immediate Rewards
Why attachment holds us back
This morning, there were two quick knocks on the door of my cottage followed by the familiar creaking of it opening. Moments later, Witchy twirled her way into the kitchen, as usual. It warms my heart and makes me smile every time she shows up.
“Good morning, Witchy! You’re up early!”
“I know. I couldn’t sleep!” Rolling her eyes, she shrugged in resignation.
“Why is that? You look pretty happy today, but is there something on your mind?”
“No. I mean yes. I mean yes, I am happy! And no, there is nothing on my mind. Well, yes. There is. Sort of. But not really.”
My head was spinning. I drew in a patient, deep breath. “Could you explain?”
“I was being thinky.”
“I see. Thinky again. Something in particular?”
“Yes.”
Silence.
I continued. “Are you going to make me pull teeth?”
Witchy gasped in horror, recoiling and covering her mouth. “What?? You want to pull out my teeth?” Her blue face paled instantly.
