Queen of Dreams Radio
Listeners of the show know that I am a reforming clutter-aholic, hoarder, all around clutterbug. I shared a year or so ago … possibly later or earlier … that it took me nearly SEVEN YEARS to really release and let go of my ‘material stuff.’
I’ll blog about that whole saga some other time, but for now, I want to make a confession.
***TRUE CONFESSION***
I had NOT completely de-cluttered, released… and HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? Well, it’s because I thought I KNEW and CHOSE to keep a few final boxes of things. You know, to keep for myself. For ‘some day.’ For God only knows what, quite honestly!
Anyway, it is quite funny what was in those boxes. Let me share:
1. This large box contained a bunch of old bank statements from my days with the ex. WHAT? I certainly don’t want that stuff hanging around! I promptly shredded it and sent off with that energy with big love for the experience!
2. Another box had all kinds of CDs, tapes, and general ‘stuff’ in it. As I looked at it, I could feel this wave of understanding… this was my box of ‘maybe one day, I’ll.’ It was really fascinating to spend some time with that box.
3. Yet another box had what both Mark and I thought were CDs. I have a huge CD collection, and I thought there was another box of CDs, but guess what! Hey, the 80s called and they want their big box o’ CASSETTE TAPES back! LOL The ENTIRE office file box was FULL of cassette tapes. ha ha ha I promptly sold those in a garage sale. Remember Henry Lee Summer (no? see below)? Ah, yes, we had more than a few giggles over that one!
There were a few odd ones here and there, but the primary catalyst for the final clearing away of clutter was that I wanted an art studio. Chance isn’t quite ready to give up his play room downstairs (our formal dining room that is right across from my office) so I opted for the garage.
Over the years, as I have de-cluttered my space, I have noticed that I can’t take in as much sensory clutter input. I simply feel overwhelmed by the input of ‘stuff.’ The colors, the shapes, the format, and all that goes with it.
Now that I’m in the garage with my soldering iron and collage art, I had to have ‘clear space.’ Thus, the invitation to let go of more old things. As I write this, I saved those old bank statements the requisite seven years in case of an IRS audit. Now that Mark and I are celebrating our NINTH anniversary, I think I can safely say we are okay. LOL
The precious gift of letting go of the clutter is the amazing way you feel ‘clear’ on the inside. Now, if I tried to do this the other way around, it wouldn’t work exactly the same way. If I told myself I have GOT to get this clutter under control and tried to get organized and TRIED to get rid of it, the clutter would just come back. This is an inside job. When you respond to your inner workings and listen to what would feel best, feels wonderful to you right now, then things move outside of you in a delicious, magical way.
I’m enjoying that now. Won’t you join me? 
Can you believe it… this is the exact cassette tape I had… nearly 30 years old baby!
