Sand bags

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I read a short story this morning, which was being applied to a particular aspect of life. But the more I thought about it, the more I realised how applicable it is to so many other pieces that make up our lives. It has a lot to do with ‘unpacking’ – determining false limitations and letting them go; tackling and dealing with negative words spoken over us; revisiting and pretty much performing a ‘redo’ regarding the past and the negative emotions it may have developed within us; stopping long enough to find release from all of that – including finding a way to move forward (and sometimes letting go of others who are destructive for us) within ourselves.

The story I read spoke of a particular journey – but as I mentioned above, it can apply to many aspects.

It likened the road we ‘need to travel’ to a hot air balloon – or more particularly, taking a ride in one. This is not something I have ever even considered attempting, and I can hear you shouting, ‘Oh my goodness, Meg, come on! You can’t be serious?! Where is your sense of adventure?’
Well, apparently my sense of adventure is also aging πŸ˜› There are some situations where I have discovered that I am developing a ‘fear of heights’. I can still manage an aeroplane really well though πŸ˜‰ My guess is that it has something to do with ‘how secure I feel’. I did NOT do very well walking a narrow path down a very steep cliff, a couple of years ago. And so skydiving and hot air balloons are not on my bucket list, I’m sort of sorry to say πŸ˜‰

But let’s get back to that hot air balloon ride….

If you know anything about them, you’ll know that before they get to take off and celebrate the sky, they are first weighted down with sand bags. The hot air is released into the balloon, and then one by one the sandbags are removed – thrown aside – in order for the balloon to ascend.

And so the story goes (and I think it was a story by Jean Keys, but I stand to be corrected) that each sand bag is representative of an obstacle we are facing. And as we start to identify, work through/deal with, and ultimately are able to throw that obstacle aside, we are one step closer to being able to soar in that particular area of our lives.

I loved that analogy, and so I thought I would share it. Here’s to ‘hot air balloon travel’ where we only need to soar in our hearts and minds πŸ˜‰ (because I don’t think I could do it with my body πŸ˜› )!

I’m hoping your week brings you opportunities to throw off some of those limitations πŸ˜‰

17 thoughts on “Sand bags

  1. Hi Meg,
    Sandbags and the obstacles of life what an inspiring read.
    I think that after the last 7 – 8 weeks I need to think about the obstacles that stands between happiness and myself and living life to its fullest.
    I found out yesterday that Kath had registered with a dating site on the web and although I know that we are friends I have to admit that maybe we are holding each other back and I have to be accepting of the situation. ❀️
    I am really hoping that you and your family are keeping safe and well and as always my thoughts and prayers are with you πŸ™β€οΈ

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  2. A question: what happens to the sandbags which are discarded? Do they litter the countryside? I assume that they only release them over deserted areas! Has anybody ever been killed by one? Do modern sandbags have built-in tracking devices so that they can go and collect them all up afterwards?

    Actually that was several questions!

    Alsoβ€” “did NOT do very well walking a narrow path down a very steep cliff, a couple of years ago”

    That’s for good reason! We’re supposed to be afraid of heights πŸ˜†, otherwise we wouldn’t be here. This is one of the most rational fears which there are :D. Anybody who is not afraid of heights has something wrong with them!

    Climbing trees always got my adrenaline going, and I would never have walked on that path! Lol. Yet I have happily jumped out of a plane (because I had a parachute!). So I wouldn’t necessarily rule it out. Never say never!

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      1. Hahaha! 🀣

        Oh man, I just tried googling it, and it seems that nobody else in the history of the universe has asked this question!

        And whilst typing that I’ve just figured out why!
        They CAN’T be dropping the whole sandbag, and there is no need toβ€” you’d just release the sand from the bag πŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈπŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈπŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈ. So it just scatters thinly over the countryside. They probably just pull a cord which opens the bottom of the bag :).

        πŸ’™

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    1. Or I’ve just come up with the greatest and simplest invention in the history of the universe, lol.

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  3. Sometimes letting go just isn’t that easy and has to be done over and over. Like saying β€œjust let it go” when it rears it’s head again. What a wonderful thing life would be if we could just drop things like sandbags. And RoBINS has got me thinking. Do the bags ever hit anyone? Are they littered around the countryside😳?
    Great analogy. Lovely post. Off to look for some abandoned sandbags now.

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    1. Agree wholeheartedly. Sometimes it takes a few tries to get it right. But so long as we’re trying, it definitely counts πŸ˜‰ I I think that along the way, we discover different good coping mechanisms that better prepare us for when it rears its head πŸ˜‰
      I DO so hope that the bags never hit anyone – or cause any other damage of any sort. Definitely something to look into πŸ˜‰
      Thank you for your comment ❀

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