Simplicity has a companion and her name is Serenity.
Not me, that’s for sure.
The more I learn about simplicity, the more I fall in love with the word…the lifestyle.
Simplicity through clearing out physical clutter is what I’m practicing in the early weeks of 2012.
But it didn’t just start in January, it was actually around July of last year when something inside me shifted…
I found myself claustrophobic every time I walked into a room. One afternoon standing in my kitchen, my eyes searched for a place to rest. They darted from the open shelves on the buffet stacked with dishes I never use, to the table holding a wire basket overflowing with bleached shells, to a counter top lined with 20 of my favorite cookbooks.
There was NO empty space! Something has to go!
How did I accumulate all this STUFF I wondered…
For starters…I sometimes confuse things with people.
Someone I love gives me something and ten years later I find it tucked away on a shelf in the downstairs closet, because they were sweet enough to give me a gift…I can never throw it away.
Then there’s the shopping issue. I like to call it: shopping for sport. Some of you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Treasure hunting in antique stores, collecting things like dishes, milk glass, vintage fabric…accumulating things that make my tiny heart flutter, until one day there are so many of those things, that just looking at them now makes my heart quicken to the point of hyperventilation!
And I would be remiss if I didn’t mention my tendency to save things for my children. If there is even the remote possibility that one of my four adult children may at some point in the next 25 years want something I no longer use, I MUST store it for them. (They seldom if ever want my cast-offs by the way 🙂 )
You can see how things piled up can’t you? I’m getting a little nervous just talking about it!
So the time has come to practice simplicity by letting go.
January, which is normally a snuggle-in, recuperate-from-the holidays kind of month, was project month around here. When the construction began, we were forced to move everything out of the den and library. I don’t want to discuss how our basement room looks right now,but the beauty of this chaos is that we’re carefully considering every single thing we bring back upstairs. When we’re done with the great room, everything that didn’t make the cut is either going to our daughter Emma (whose moving into a new house in a few weeks) or it’s going to Goodwill.
I can’t tell you how liberating this is, this letting go.
How happy it makes me to have…
Room in the closets…
Space on the shelves…
And what a blissful surprise to find that as I open my heart to Simplicity I’m also welcoming her companion, Serenity.
P.S. In the interest of full disclosure: I do not see books quite like I do other things. My hardback classic books are not getting purged. I do donate all paperbacks, keeping only a hand full that I will actually re-read. But as of right now only 2 of my hardback books have been ousted. 🙂
What has your 0ne-word been teaching you these past few weeks?