I have gone through and let go of years of memories and somehow I still have a stack of stuff that I am not looking forward to going through…
I used to think that acquiring items was the challenge, but really that is the easy part. The challenge is not accumulating too much and finding homes for everything you have.
I like the whole concept in the image above because it makes sense. The less paper I have, the less I will need to go through in the future, but it is a double-edged issue because I love to journal and write. I loved being able to look back and remember what it was like to be a 22 year old. This past week I recycled many of those old journals. I kind of feel like, “what’s the point of journaling if I am going to end up recycling what I write?” Because I don’t want to carry around dozens of books with me, but I also enjoy the process of writing. My answer is that this is another exercise in letting go… It was almost painful to let go of some of my writings, but many of the things that I was writing about back then were painful.
I guess this is what blogging is for. I can digitally remember the feelings on my heart and save them without having to carry pounds of paper around.
This applies to memories too…
There are those magical memories that you treasure and revisit often and there are those less than pleasant memories that make you cringe.
Not all memories can be magical, but they are all pieces of the mosaic or masterpiece of our lives. We cannot control everything that happens around us, but we can choose how to respond.
I am not advocating for waste and never hanging on to anything. I am still hanging on to the books and pictures that I treasure the most. I am just going to be more selective about what I choose to carry with me.
Am I going to stop writing and journaling? NO WAY!