This has nothing to do with what we
have accumulated or with our part in letting go of anything. Three weeks ago a
pair of robins built a nest in the rhododendron bush next to our house. They
came and went bringing sticks and leaves; then they came and went bringing
seeds and worms. 
The three chicks grew and grew and then one afternoon they flapped their wings. But hey didn’t fledge, so we went to bed, expecting to view their launch in the morning. Alas, the next day the nest was empty. The young birds had let go all by themselves; they didn’t even say goodbye.
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