Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my stuff. It’s hard to ignore when it’s filling up your entire house and it seems that the more stuff I have the more chaotic my house and life seem. Turns out stuff doesn’t make life better, or easier. It just makes clutter.
I wish this was my house. It just whispers calm and serenity. I could probably get a lot of thinking done here.
But what about Boo? What would she do?
I think she would love it too. We could make shadows on the wall at dusk, climb on the chairs, or make music on the radiator. Or she would run and run and run and not trip over any of her toys. Maybe we would read quietly in front of the window. Or study the plants with a magnify glass. The ideas are endless when they have space to flow.
Care to join me in the quest for less?
Wishing you a relaxing and calm weekend. Let’s leave the chaos behind.
And perhaps a little humor for this rather cold and gray weekend…