Each afternoon, the day lets go of the sun as it sinks below the horizon. At many points in our life, we find that we need to let things go. Letting go is not an easy thing to do. When we let go of something, a part of us goes with it.
Recently I have been personally challenged to simplify my life and to let go of things. This is both spiritually and physically. Funny that I am finding the spiritual release of habits and thoughts so much easier than letting go of physical things. I classify myself as a ‘collector’. I am not a hoarder but I do like to accumulate what the Garden Gnome affectionately calls ‘clutter’. My clutter involves a craft/computer room bursting at the seams with paints, fabrics, scrapbooking supplies, ribbons, buttons, books, beads, tools and other assorted items associated with many of the crafts that I indulge in when I have time. I have enough supplies to keep me going until well after I retire. However, I don’t have the time to complete everything that I have. I need to clear out my stash. Focus on one or two things (I’ve chosen mixed media and sewing) and then eliminate the rest. I’ve talked about doing this a lot but I’m struggling to actually physically remove these items from my room. It’s like losing a part of me.
Then there is my book collection. I have favourite authors that I have bought (and read) every book they have ever written. I have collections of books. Will I ever read them again? Probably not but I find it difficult to let go of the books. Two days ago, I took the first step and cleared a bag full of books from my stash to go to my mother (who sells them at markets). It was almost physically painful. I will never lose my love of books and buying them but I need to learn to let go when I have finished them. (I’m mainly talking fiction here. If I find a good self help or craft book, it adds to my resources).
Holding on to things that serve no purpose in life is not a profitable past time. My head knows that but my soul is still learning. I know that once I eliminate the clutter my life will be freer but I keep putting off doing something about it. Once or twice, I have gone into my craft collection and picked something up to evaluate whether I can part with it or not. I have put it down again and walked away vowing I will do this when I am stronger. Why do I have such an attachment to inanimate objects? That is probably a whole other blog post 😉
I will do this you know. I can do it. I know that if I am being prompted to do this, then it is for my higher good.
Wish me luck.