The lure of the vestigial

A dash of the science into the post today. Vestigial organs are those whose presence in the body are merely the leftovers of the evolution process. They were used earlier when our body required them but in today's condition, these parts are no longer useful for any function. They are just there. And they make no difference if absent.

Well, the post is not about the vestigial organs in the body but something similar in our lives. Old memories, grandmother's dried flowers, ex's handkerchief, etc. Listing out things is not the predominant occupation but the affiliation with the so-called aspects that make no difference even if absent. Just as vestigial organs were vital once upon a time, it does not make any sense to hold these objects which are meant to be thrown away.

I can understand that memories are precious and certain objects are the imprints of someone who was/is a part of our life but to what extent? There are so many objects, emotions, people who clutter our lives and in the process drain the freshness from entering. Now I know that I am in the danger of sounding like a new-age guru who always talks about the 'freeing of clutter.' But then these vestigials need to be cleared. Of course they cannot be taken away from the body but one can atleast eliminate the vestigials around us.

I think our instincts and sixth-sense always identifies the vestigials. But the heart never allows these to be thrown out. An adamant heart overrules the head and accumulates clutter.

"Never again clutter your days or nights with so many menial and unimportant things that you have no time to accept a real challenge when it comes along. This applies to play as well as work. A day merely survived is no cause for celebration. You are not here to fritter away your precious hours when you have the ability to accomplish so much by making a slight change in your routine. No more busy work. No more hiding from success. Leave time, leave space, to grow. Now. Now! Not tomorrow!”
~ Og Mandino