When one project winds down a funny feeling arises. Pretty simply: Anxiety. What's next? I avoid. I think about meditating in hopes to focus and tackle my new open time. But I don't meditate. Prioritize then. Make lists. Or...click email again. Check FB again. Freecycle more plastic shit. Everything that permanently leaves the house makes me feel lighter. So far with all that has gone out the door never have I thought about the THINGS later and wish I still had them. Bye bye.
"If it's not beautiful or useful get rid of it". (Martha). That's the extreme end of the purge.
"Have everything in your visual field be something that pleases you". That's the dream.
So I'm a box-method purger. If I can't get it out the door, then I put it in a box destined for the basement. Once it's been there a few months or years...when I come across it again, with full knowledge that I haven't missed it and I can't even remember what's in it...then I off load it.
Today I'm thinking about clearing off the fridge. Not a big task. But the visual chaos needs some calming. When I write something like this previous sentence....then I really know I have to get a job/life. My life is reduced to clearing off the photos on the fridge!
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