Removing the clutter
03/03/12 23:35 Filed in: Personal
I took some time off work to prepare space for things I will bring home from Carol’s at some future date. Mostly that meant getting rid of things from my past that have lost their meaning or outlived their useful life.
Computer manuals from the 1980s (I kept a few, but most I will never need again). Files, CDs, computer tapes I can’t read any more.
In cleaning things out, I also found things. Holiday, birthday and anniversary cards from my family. Audio and video tapes I had lost track of. A pocket knife I had given up for lost. Many items I was keeping, and some I didn’t, brought back memories associated with the items. Some hard, most joyful, but things I wouldn’t have brought to mind without doing the cleanup.
Having the better part of 3 days alone with my thoughts, rummaging through the last 20+ years, I rediscovered the paths I traveled to where I am, and who I am today. Do I have regrets? a few, but only a few. My experiences, good and bad, led me to this place, this person. It gave me a renewed sense of peace, of being content with myself. A stronger foundation to build on.
Oh, I have A LOT more to clean up, but I got the first few things I brought home in a proper place. Pictures and artifacts hung as appropriate. Books on the shelves where I can read them. And I have room for other things when the time comes for them to be brought here. Peaceful in the world for a little while.
Oh, and I refilled the hummingbird feeder. The little hummers are grateful, even though there is plenty of natural food for them. Spring is in full bloom. Even the redwoods behind us seem to have flowers, at least the hummers seem to be feeding in them. Cute little hummers.
It’s odd. Or maybe not so odd. I both miss Carol, and feel her about me often.
I was telling a friend about the way I understand the universe stores “us”. It’s like a hologram. Without the right light, it just looks like a clear pane of glass. But when you shine the same light (energy) in that was used to create it, an image of the original is revealed. So, by projecting our memories of a loved one into the universe, their “being” is reflected back to us to experience again. That’s what I get for writing these things at midnight.
‘Till the next update...
Computer manuals from the 1980s (I kept a few, but most I will never need again). Files, CDs, computer tapes I can’t read any more.
In cleaning things out, I also found things. Holiday, birthday and anniversary cards from my family. Audio and video tapes I had lost track of. A pocket knife I had given up for lost. Many items I was keeping, and some I didn’t, brought back memories associated with the items. Some hard, most joyful, but things I wouldn’t have brought to mind without doing the cleanup.
Having the better part of 3 days alone with my thoughts, rummaging through the last 20+ years, I rediscovered the paths I traveled to where I am, and who I am today. Do I have regrets? a few, but only a few. My experiences, good and bad, led me to this place, this person. It gave me a renewed sense of peace, of being content with myself. A stronger foundation to build on.
Oh, I have A LOT more to clean up, but I got the first few things I brought home in a proper place. Pictures and artifacts hung as appropriate. Books on the shelves where I can read them. And I have room for other things when the time comes for them to be brought here. Peaceful in the world for a little while.
Oh, and I refilled the hummingbird feeder. The little hummers are grateful, even though there is plenty of natural food for them. Spring is in full bloom. Even the redwoods behind us seem to have flowers, at least the hummers seem to be feeding in them. Cute little hummers.
It’s odd. Or maybe not so odd. I both miss Carol, and feel her about me often.
I was telling a friend about the way I understand the universe stores “us”. It’s like a hologram. Without the right light, it just looks like a clear pane of glass. But when you shine the same light (energy) in that was used to create it, an image of the original is revealed. So, by projecting our memories of a loved one into the universe, their “being” is reflected back to us to experience again. That’s what I get for writing these things at midnight.
‘Till the next update...