Today is my birthday, I am 52 years old. Not that the age matters much but I feel so funky being past 50. I am more than half a century old, I have lived 2 lives already and still I have a whole life (or maybe more) ahead of me. Between the age of 24 and 33, I had 4 children and I made a commitment; “I will be there for you until you leave me”, and I was, I organized my life around them, to always be there. Now, as my last child is leaving me, I am free to make a new commitment and it is to me: “I commit to fulfill my wishes and make my dreams come true”. And boy, do I have dreams, big dreams!
As always with life, possibilities come when there is time and space for it, we just need to want it. My dreams were always there, but as my commitment was to something else, there was no space for realizing my personal dreams. Now, as life has shifted, once again, the possibilities are all there and opportunities flow onto my path.
Today is my birthday and I am celebrating the amazing path of life; both the pain and the joy. Every little thing that ever happened to me to bring me to this place and make me who I am today.
If you had to chose only a few items of all that you own – what items would that be? Chances are that you can’t answer this, or need masses of time to figure it out.
Our lives are cluttered; with things, ideas, papers, emails…anything. And this clutter grows as we daily add to it; another book in the book-shelf, another t-shirt in the closet, another paper in the pile. How much do we take away, throw away, give away? Not as much as we collect, I am sure. We save things forever; letters and photos to boost our memories, the things that “might come in handy one day” (and never do), books that we will never read again, papers because we didn’t have the energy to get rid of them…on and on. All this clutter takes space and energy; physically because it needs to be managed, mentally/emotionally because it means we are not letting go.
The Mongolians can carry all of their belongings with the help of their ponies. They live in large tents that are built in layers on a wooden core and they have actual furniture made out of wood. All this takes space, still they can fold and pack it onto a couple of wagons. I like the idea of owning only what you can carry.
How do we clear our spaces? How do we get rid of clutter and will it liberate us? Remember last time you moved? How it bugged you that you owned so much? All the stuff you suddenly felt prepared to get rid of? This is the point; when you suddenly need to carry all your belongings, a lot of it becomes redundant. I started with my books; I love books and I had plenty, too many actually, lots of them were in boxes in the attic. I can not re-read books, I have too good a memory, so I just collected them. One day I told all my friends to come and get what they wanted, I gave away almost all my books, and those that were not taken I gave to a 2nd hand bookstore. This was not easy, suddenly every book was a treasure, but I let them go and once it was done I felt liberated and free which gave me the incentive needed to clear more space. I now don’t own anything I don’t use, and no matter how hard it is sometimes to let things go, I know how it liberates me and that makes it easier. And all that which I give away creates pleasure for somebody else.
Look at every thing you own; do you really need it? Does it give you pleasure? Is it worth carrying around if you have to? Memories are lodged in your head; much more vivid and beautiful than any picture or letter. Start in one end; your books or clothes or papers or letters or kitchen cupboard or the attic or or or…
If you want new things to come into your life, you need to make space for it, and this is true on all levels. So are you clinging to what is old and out-dated or are you opening space for new and exciting opportunities?