I started this blog to document my journey of one year of no shopping and my attempt at creating a life of simplicity.
I’ve been trying to get organized my whole life. I’m finally catching on..
My problem isn’t getting organized or staying organized….it’s having TOO MUCH STUFF!
I have every tub, bin, divider, stacker, clip created. Our house is bursting with baskets…pretty baskets, of course. Nesting basket sets, wicker baskets, lined wicker baskets, Nantucket Baskets. I have fabric boxes, tin boxes, painted boxes and mod podge Continue reading
Sometimes I forget. I’m so busy thinking about which direction to take and choices to make, I get lost…not Mapquest kind of lost. I know where I am, I just forget to be there. It takes practice To be present.
I spent a lifetime thinking busy was the way to be. It filled my days but not my soul. Thankfully, our children taught me early on what it meant to be present. Little kids have time to notice details. Their minds aren’t cluttered with to-do lists, dinner plans or timetables…they can’t even tell time. They immerse themselves in play. They get lost in their imagination. They stop. They notice. They question. They think. They talk. When they’re done, they move on…fully satisfied.
Our kids are older now. I’m walking our Golden Retriever at the beach. As we walk along the Connecticut shore, snow covers the beach, waves crash, winds blow and the dog stops to sniff the driftwood, shells and dune grasses. She reminds me it’s time for me to stop too. I stand in the wet sand in my clunky boots, lots of layers and frozen fingertips and I take in a deep breath. I look around at the magnificence of this natural beauty and I’m here…where I’m standing. I breathe some more and count my blessings. Taking a moment to be grateful changes everything.
We’re expecting snow this week in Connecticut. I walk Fitzy, our Golden Retriever, in all weather. I dress accordingly. It makes all the difference. I truly enjoy our walks, whether it’s a quick jaunt up the road, trails the woods or on the beautiful beach.
Even with closets chock full of New England staples….L.L.Bean, Patagonia NorthFace and more….let’s just say there are times that I’m not dressed for success, weather wise. It’s more like dressed with less. Fitzy’s call of the wild is not always planned. There are times that what I assume will be a quick outing ends up more like a Lewis and Clark expedition.
Life is filled with surprises. Plans change. People change. Agendas change. Sometimes we get distracted, lost or sidetracked and we need to change directions. A simple walk can become a journey.
We may not feel prepared or equipped with the right gear. It’s frustrating. Changing my attitude can make all the difference. Gratitude changes everything. In the quiet, I see beauty all around me. I see things differently. I get a new perspective. A simple walk can be a gift.