How do I deal with all the baggage of my past lives? Okay, so now I'm (struggling to be) a kosher Jew, but all the thoughts of the past keep coming back. Help me deal with them.


Since when did the mess of the past become baggage?

Baggage is the stuff you desperately want to keep no matter where you go because you'll need it there. Either way you look at it, mess-ups of the past don't fit into that definition: If you've never gotten past them, they're for throwing away. And if you've already felt remorse and vowed never to do them again, then they are certainly not baggage—they are the fuel to drive your rocket ship higher and further, faster and more intensely, "to infinity and beyond!"

But baggage? Imagine someone carrying around rocket fuel as baggage!