New Clothes

Yesterday Luci wanted to put on different clothes. At 3, she’s our household fashionista, so no problem. Except that she wanted to keep on her old clothes as well, and it’s summer in DC. As this became a bigger problem, I got a nudge that it might hold spiritual significance for me. Are there places in my life where I’m trying to put on “new clothes”, ideas, actions, perspectives, but refusing to give up the old ones?

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In telling my friend, Gina, about my aversion to actively pursuing bookings she pointed out how I used the word “begging” to characterize the task

She pointed out that that attitude (my old clothes) was a bulky and unseemly judgment, beneath my shiny sequined intention. So, I’m reframing. Booking is me offering to share my gifts with anyone who is in the right place to receive.

There’s a biblical scripture about this new replacing old: Matthew 9:14–17, Mark 2:21–22, and Luke 5:33–39: ... 

“And no man putteth new wine into old bottles: else the new wine doth burst the bottles, and the wine is spilled, and the bottles will be marred: but new wine must be put into new bottles.”

Dig?

(Ultimately, I let Lucia wear what she wanted and we were both content. Maybe that’s a lesson, too.)

Are there areas of your life where you’re ready for change, but need to slough an old layer first?