Hi, I’m Clover. A rabbit, yes, the kind with twitchy ears and a habit of collecting things. Mostly carrots. But not just the orange kind. I gathered plans. Projects. Promises. Possibilities.

I filled every corner of my burrow with them, thinking I’d need them all someday. Someday came, and I couldn’t move. Not an inch. Here’s what I learned when I finally stopped hoarding what I thought I needed.

1. More Isn’t Always Better

I once believed that having more meant being safe. More food. More goals. More backup plans.
But my burrow became so full, I could barely turn around. I had no room to rest. No space to breathe.
That’s when I realised: excess isn’t abundance. Its weight.

3. Letting Go Makes Room for What Matters

I started giving carrots away. A few at first. Then more. Some to friends. Some to strangers. Some I just left out in the open.

And what came back wasn’t loss, it was space. Space for laughter. For the company. For stillness. Turns out, a lighter burrow holds more life.

Final Thought from Clover

I still love a good carrot. I still plan ahead. But now, I leave room. Room for joy. For quiet. For unexpected visitors and unplanned naps in the sun.

If you’re feeling buried by everything you think you need, try letting a little go.
Not everything is yours to carry forever.

Because freedom? It doesn’t come from having. It comes from unloading. Like breath. Like peace. Like an open door in a quiet burrow.