II know that this sounds hokey, but I am reading a book on decluttering and tidying up and I have actually embraced some of the idea. A new thought for me is that the author says that storage is a sacred act of finding a home for your belongings. When
you live in less space , that can be a challenge. I have to give my belongings more respect. It's as if they have a soul. I know they have a life, or else why would they get tired looking and wear out. It's important for our belongings to have a home, to be
put back in their home when we are finished with them,,, and to thank them for their use. Sounds crazy, but the author has sold a zillion books telling people this. Must be something to it. From now on, I will only keep things that spark joy in me. Out goes
that brown skirt that I never have been able to find a blouse that would go with it. Every time I see it in the closet, I am reminded of that. I will free myself of this. The author says that when you put your house in order, you can find out who you are.
And she may be right. Looking at my decluttered bookcase, I see only the cook books that I know have recipes or pictures that I like. I am not Kosher, I am not a vegan, and I am not a vegetarian. My dresser drawers are literally 2/3 empty. It feels clean and
a little exciting. I almost know who I am.