So, I thought I had let go of the plaster sculpture that was rotated to someone else. I thought I was comfortable with someone else giving it their own twist and using it to created their own final piece. I even convinced myself I was just so curious about what direction they’d take it. And then I saw it. And it bugged me. I had not let go. The entire time I looked at the sculpture, I was bothered by the color the artist chose. In my mind, it would (should?) resemble an amethyst geode (purple, white, and maybe a glint of silver or gold). But there it stood in its black and gold glory, and my brain just wasn’t having it. It surprised me how many times I looked at it, and it felt ‘wrong.’ It also surprised me that I was not able to let go of that feeling of ‘wrongness’ that arose every single time I looked at it. I wasn’t effective in letting go. I was just effective in convincing myself that I had…

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