As I discarded stuff, I piled it in the dining room.
We lived with Mt. Crap in the middle of the house for months.
I have saved all of this stuff because the idea of discarding it gave me paralysis… questioning that paralysis has been transformative for me.
Also, it works for everything.
When I identify that something is giving me RANDOM UNNECESSARY CRAZY… I ask why.
And if the reason is NO REASON.
no thank you get out.
The disco balls went to the dance studio— I am finished with them.
Books would have gone to the central branch of our county library— they have a massive bi-annual book sale. (Not old library books, patron donations.) Your library might have one too! I’ve discovered some of my favorite books at that sale— they are cheap so you can take a risk.
However, my books did NOT go to the library because I took them along with all my other stuff to Animal Lifeline thrift store in Warrington, Pa… they do great work supporting spay and neuter in Bucks County, and they have a cat rescue in the same shopping center.
Spay and neuter saves lives and prevents suffering.
Every year in America, approximately 1.5 million shelter animals are euthanized… these statistics are from the ASPCA; they also tell us that newborn kittens are at the greatest risk.
Baby kittens, put to death at animal shelters, are born to the stray, feral, and unfixed cats who live in our neighborhoods.
WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!
TNR, community education, fostering.
I expected to drive away with an empty van and an abundance of residual anxiety about having ABANDONED MY THINGS.
But instead, I felt fine. I felt SPACE. I felt a pang of wishing I had known SOONER.
I see now that STUFF is emblematic of the problem with my brain— I do not differentiate between important and unimportant, so my solution is ALL.
I see now, that in my brain:
1. unwanted stuff is clutter;
2. clutter is suffocating noise.
Learning this about myself is so incredibly helpful.
Now we have come to this:
The Parable of the Sharpie.
I was addressing a box to take to the post office… I pulled a sharpie out of the pen-container— the tip was smashed and not good for writing. I recapped it, put it back, got a different one– ALSO smashed, I recapped it, put it back, got a different one…
But then I froze.
Do you see what has been revealed to me?
I can CHOOSE a life of no-crap-sharpies.
My brain gears smoked and screeched.
WHY HAS THIS INFORMATION ELUDED ME?
I dumped out the entire pen container and THREW AWAY pens I hate.
I was MAD while I did it.
WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THIS SECRET TO LIFE?
WHY DID I NEED SOMEONE TO?
WHY ARE THE OBVIOUS THINGS NOT OBVIOUS TO ME?
What I’m reading:
The Uninhabitable Earth: Life After Warming.
All humans should read this.
The writing is extraordinary.
Also, we need a place to live.