I took the above image on Brighton Station. It just spoke to me of the many departures we make in life, departures from various phases and stages of our lives, departures from work we’ve done, from relationships we’ve been in, from patterns of thinking we’ve held on to, and of course that great departure we all have to make, the one from this world.
I found myself thinking about some of the departures I’ve made. My mind seemed to go to the “luggage” I took with me when I made them. With some I clearly discerned what I wanted to take, while with others, I know, I took a lot of unnecessary luggage that somehow just didn’t fit in the place I departed in to. In fact that unwanted luggage prevented me from experiencing the fullness of that new place and its challenges.
The whole reflection just made me realize how critical it is to be able to discern carefully what we take with us, and what we leave behind when standing on the threshold of a departure in life, whatever form it may take. They are such defining moments.