|A Teacup by Jennifer Orkin Lewis|
As my bones creak and stamina declines (what is with that?), I have a strong desire to move past the habitual to-do's. Why waste my reserves on something I don't really like in the first place? There are a plethora of ideas in my pocket just waiting to take me on a proverbial road trip of pleasure. Ahhh, but where is the time? It is right where I left it, only it was taken up by things totally unnecessary and usually involving procrastination.
Things. Stuff. Collections. The stuff in my world is distracting and overwhelms my mind whether I am in their proximity or not. I have never considered myself a person who collects for the sake of collecting, thank goodness, but that hasn't stopped me from amassing a nice set of cookbooks (a shelf's worth of which have gone unopened for many years), a fair number of Longaberger baskets (some of which are packed away under the eaves upstairs), and a drawerful of dog toys, only two of which Bailey actually likes to play with. Purge - donate - eBay!
My scheme has picked up steam as more and more time is freed up. My mind is happier, too. This is amazing. Also, I find that I am doing things more slowly, savoring the experiences, listening intently to friends and approaching more aspects of my life with a single-mindedness that is rewarding. The more I simplify, the more I gain in fulfillment. Nice.