I’m in a cleaning out mood. There is too much stuff in my life. By “stuff” I
mean unnecessary papers lying around, cluttering up my house, and numerous
little doo-dads and knick-knacks that take up space. What do I keep them for?
Years of accumulation, gathering dust, inhabiting living areas that could be
put to better use... I have reached that point of being overwhelmed, and
something has to be done about it, aside from striking a match and burning
It has made me wonder why we cling to things. Why are some of us natural-born
packrats? Do things in our possession make us feel more secure? Do we feel we
are able to impress our friends by how much stuff we have accumulated? Why are
my cupboards filled with more than 20 coffee cups, 16 dinner plates, 18
serving bowls, two sets of silverware, way more cereal bowls than two people
can use in a week?
I do like to keep books around. Some books are like friendly companions, there
to remind me of the good times we shared within their pages, perhaps to lend
out to another one day. I have my music collection... useful, of course,
depending on my mood. And the many plants in my house actually give back. I
give them water, sunshine and love... they provide oxygen and a healing energy
in return, as well as being pleasant to behold.
My closets (I have them in three different rooms) contain clothes I haven’t
worn in years. I keep thinking that one day I will go through them and give
them away. But, like most people, I’m too busy, so the space hogs continue to
hang in the dark, neglected. I don’t even want to talk about the boxes of
stuff under the beds. Let’s just not go there.
The question is, would I miss anything if I didn’t have it anymore? Perhaps a
few unique items, but for the most part, no. Especially the piles of papers!
Reading piles stacked here and there... waiting for “someday.” But that day
I’m living in the Now. The way to deal with stuff is to deal with it Now, not
Keeping on top of it can be a challenge, but one way to keep those piles down
is to have the waste basket handy when you’re opening the mail.
A friend once suggested this method: Get those plastic tubs with lids, as many
as you think you'll need, and label each one according to the type of stuff.
In my case, that might be “financial” stuff, “health” stuff, “metaphysical”
stuff, “family” stuff, “publishing” stuff... and discard the junk! Then, when
you have time to go through your stuff, it’s already fairly organized.
As for the other stuff, I’m thinking of giving a lot of it away, perhaps
having a yard sale. It’s such a satisfying feeling to see people walk off with
your stuff and paying you a few cents for the privilege.
There’s so much more in life to be concerned about than all this stuff that
only seems to tie us down. I’m looking forward to more room for the important
things in my life... that don’t take up space.