“Never let the things you want
make you forget the things you have.”
I know at times I am guilty of being so hung up on what I want that I don’t see what I have. And I have a lot. Much more than I need! Last year I did some decluttering that resulted in three trips to Goodwill. In a pickup truck!
There are things I kept. Some are family things that are important to me. They don’t have great monetary value but the memories attached to them are priceless. Then there are the things I think I might need. The fact that I haven’t used them or even looked at them for ages doesn’t seem to matter.
I am planning on doing another declutter this Spring or Summer. My office closet is ridiculous! Overflowing with pens and markers and pencils. There is also a pile of journal-type books that will never be used. It just needs to be decluttered! Last year when I went through my files I threw away papers that were useless. Warranties and receipts and user manuals of things that I no longer have. I had tax returns going back to 1965! Now I only have the last five years. The mass of shredding I did ended the life of my shredder and it got tossed.
Speaking of old tax returns…as I was going through them to take the staples and paper clips off them it was fun to look at them. Surprising how little money I made and I never went without anything I needed. Which brings us back to the quote. There were always things I wanted (and a lot of them I got) but didn’t need them. There are still things I think about having but they are not true wants just stuff to daydream about.
I am happier with less stuff.
Of course, I will never ever get rid of the
teddy bear Pa gave me the day I was born.
He’s my Guy!
I didn’t write Monday, musings… because I was in a terrible mood since Sunday. So I decided to spare you. I wasn’t going to write today because things weren’t much better for most of the day. That means I was an ugly, grumbling, complaining, horrible bitch for four days! Not my usual self for sure.
I seem to have gotten back to my normal self but I am now in no mood to write. That ever happen to you? I am going to take a bath and go to bed. I can’t stand being outta sorts!
“No matter what accomplishments you make
somebody helps you.”
How true. Think about it. Of the things you have accomplished how many did you do without any help? Probably not a one. There were helpers whether or not you acknowledged them or even knew them.
In your life, there are family members, teachers, coaches, friends, acquaintances, neighbors, students, clergy,…the list is endless. You probably know most of those who helped you achieve the things you wanted to do, be, have, make, or happen. But there are many who are in the background. People who wrote or did something that inspired you and gave you the tools and courage to try something new and different. They may be close or distant or even no longer in this world but they were there for you on your journey.
Maybe it’s time to acknowledge your helpers.
Say thank you to those you know…and don’t know.
Look for where you can be of help to others.
Share your blessings.
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While walking the path Searching only destiny Oh there, a glimmer
The three-year-old girl was looking at the dark sky from her bed when her mother went in to kiss her goodnight. “Why are you looking at the sky?” her mother asked. “The stars are the windows angels make so the people in heaven can look down here and see us. Pa died today so I am trying to figure out which star he is looking through, but there are so many stars,” was the child’s reply.
With tears in her eyes, the mother gave her daughter a hug and told her it didn’t matter if they didn’t know which star was her grandpa’s window because he knew which window down here belonged to her. The little girl snuggled under the covers ready for her goodnight kiss and said, “Mommy, don’t be sad. Pa knows which window is yours, too. I bet he is waiting for you to go to bed so he can send a kiss to you.”
I still sometimes look at the angel’s windows
and wonder from which stars the people I love
are looking through and sending me a kiss.
“It’s not reality that makes us feel stuck;
it’s the lens we use to view the world.”
Often we look out the window and the reality we see is discouraging. The world is filled with crime and war, poverty and homeless people, a natural environment that is deteriorating, and the eradication of people groups and wildlife. It can be so depressing that we just want to give up and abandon hope for a better world.
But there is another reality. One where there is a world of people working to prevent crime and stop wars, helping others overcome obstacles to a good life, working to save the natural world, teaching tolerance and understanding of those who are different than us, protecting animals from the threat of extinction.
There is more than one way to experience life.
More than one way to see the world.
There is more than one reality.
There is hope.
Whose lens do you want to share when you look at the world?