What things are you holding onto in your life
that may no longer be meaningful?
I’ve been really enjoying Arlee Bird’s blog Tossing It Out over at Blogger for the A to Z Challenge this year. His topic is “Cleaning the Clutter” which is what we are doing, also. He’s so candid I get tickled at the things he brings up. If you’ve never visited Arlee’s blog, do have a read. He’s a wonderful writer.
This quote for Saturday Sound Bites didn’t come from my regular resource material. But when I saw it I immediately thought of that decluttering process. It made me wonder if that’s the gold standard we should be using in deciding what stays and what goes.
So I’m sitting here this morning pondering what does and doesn’t have meaning for me anymore. And why I wouldn’t get rid of it if it no longer provides me with a sense of security.
It’s almost easier to know what DOES have meaning for me. Like our kitchen table. We always insisted everyone be at table for supper (until they were in high school and involved in so many things…) When I think of all the family meals and discussions (not to mention arguments and meltdowns!) we had around that thing with our kids and their friends, that table feels almost sacred to me. So as much as I would love to let it go (which isn’t really practical anyway with four grandkids at dinner now) and buy a smaller round table to make the kitchen look a bit bigger, it breaks my heart to even consider it. I don’t see me parting with it any time in the near future.
So my question is, is THAT what Cohen means by “security?” Does that table reflect the security I’ve felt all my life raising a family? Does it still make me feel that way?
One thing that comes to mind that I THINK may fit that definition is a candle holder I bought years ago. I knew the minute I got it that it wasn’t made correctly. It’s wooden, hand-carved, and about four feet tall. But the base wasn’t large enough to give it the stability it needed. It was pert near straight up and down. Though it is beautiful, I knew I’d never feel comfortable using it with the candle lit. So I “settled” for just having it for decoration. Does it hold meaning or security for me? No. So why have I kept it all these 20 years, the last ten of which it’s been stored in our laundry room covered in dust? Good question. Am I ready to let it go? Better question. If not, why not?
This quote opened up a whole new perspective for ME. What does it make YOU think about?
(Maybe the table thing is why this song always makes me a little teary…)
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