How Much Does YOUR Stuff Weigh?
It took a while to realize how much my stuff was weighing me down. And the day that happened, I knew it was time for a change.
That day, it was like I had new eyeballs in my head. I looked around my house and thought: are you kidding me? Where did I get all this crap?
What IS all this stuff?
It started innocently enough, by noticing the lovely candle holders I didn't use, and continued with the picture frames I never really liked but used because they were functional.
Then I looked at the furniture I had had for years.
Suddenly, my new eyeballs kept seeing shelves and drawers and closets and ROOMS full of stuff that, like flipping a switch, changed from harmless items to big, heavy anchors.
And then I looked inside my closets.
A dress wasn't just a dress: it was a remembrance of who I was with, what happened, how I felt.. all the stories I told myself around a dress. The time I wore that dress to that event and that happened. Just looking at those dresses with my new eyes drained and exhausted me. Would I even want to wear that again?
As I let go of my clothes, and my knickknacks, and my furniture, energetically I also let go of all my attachments around those things.
The weight of all of that stuff was crushing, and I didn't even realize how much I was being crushed!
And then <POOF> it was gone.
Bags and bags and BAGS were filled.
Schlep was called.
The Salvation Army guys got to know me.
My nephew got furniture, dishes and kitchen items for his frat house.
My sisters got clothes and accessories.
My nieces got purses, dress up dresses, jewelry...
And I lost a ton of emotional weight.
©Catherine Borowski 2017
Live a wealthy life.
Catherine Borowski, life coach, knows that life can be messy. And it's through the mess that beauty emerges in the most unexpectedly brilliant ways.