RELEASING THE PAST

Ahhh, the past. The smell of cinnamon and orange can instantly snap me back to memories of family Christmas' in a small house full of people and love and loudness. Fond memories of the past can follow us into adulthood, true, but, commonly, the memories from the past that we hold on to are those we'd rather not. I know that personally, if I recall high school, I think of the painful experiences, the judgement, the labeling, and the status or social ranks before I think of the fun I had cheering at football games. Why is it that we hang on more to the things that hurt? If you think of past relationships, do you first think of the good times that you had together or of the rocky break up? Probably the tearful breakup, amiright?