It’s time to let go of photographs, 226/365

     That’s not really true. As I mentioned a few days ago, NO it’s not time to let go of family photographs. Today, however, it was time to organize the albums on the shelf and while doing so to let go of a few books and notebooks. What you see in the photo is a half-filled garbage bag, a half-filled grocery bag with books to go to the put-and-take, and some piles of books to get ride of or to read. It may not look like progress to you, but it feels like progress to me. With the organization I’ve just completed, I might be ready to go through the albums and get rid of duplicate pictures.  

It’s time to go, more books on the shelf 212/365

     We are getting ready for a major purge in our bedroom, which really is two rooms. Scuppers was sick when we grandpet sat last week, and we realized how long we've had the wall to wall carpet. So we're going to take it up and work with hardwood floors and a few area rugs. This will entail getting rid of stuff--LOTS of stuff. We think we'll get a dumpster. I feel energized about this because I don't want to be stuck with one or both of us unable to clear out when the time comes.

    This is ended up primarily being a book purge; many New Age—past lives, astrology, ‘para’ this and that. Just the thing for someone at the put-and-take. Fewer books means fewer shelves; so far we’ve emptied four.

       Passing these books on to interested readers opens up simplicity, which is one of the goals in getting rid of stuff. When we decide to move, we will have already done some downsizing. If we stay here forever, what a BIG help it will be to our kids. In letting go of all those ‘para’ books, I have released all obligations to pursue the topics. Simplicity on the material, physical plane; simplicity on the psychological, spiritual plane.

     A revised form of this post is on my www.acottagebythesea blog, which is all about my longing for silence, solitude and simplicity. 

It’s time to go, books on the shelf 211/365

Again and again I learn that the best way to have time in my day for silence, solitude and simplicity is to complete a household task first. Soooo boring, so true. This morning I divvied up a shelf of books: a bag for my daughter’s yard sale, a bag to give to some minister friends, and the final third back on the shelf, either to read or just keep for a while.

It’s time to go, volumes of old books: 210/365

     Many of us have sets of books from long ago. Ours were handed down by my in-laws. All with works of James Fenimore Cooper, (as well as William Shakespeare and George Elliot). As I boxed the volumes (there must have been 40volumes but I didn’t count) I thought of these prolific authors, writing long-hand--no computer, no multiple drafts. It was a different way back then with pen in hand, Cooper in the nineteenth century, Shakespeare in the sixteenth and early seventeenth.

     We will store these books in the barn until our son takes them away to hand down to his children. Meanwhile, the shelves are empty, ready to be filled with a few books we are not ready to get rid of yet.