I have been thinking a lot about simplicity. Simplicity of the home, the heart, and the mind. I feel as though I go through phases where this take priority -- at least in thought.
Since my parent's moved here and brought all my childhood goods with them I have been sorting, reminiscing and ultimately throwing away. Purging has done wonders for my soul. It was difficult at first (I am a sentimental lass), but, as with most things, it got easier and began to relieve stress rather than cause it.
Letting go.
Purging started with childhood memorabilia, but trickled into my other areas of my house -- my clothing, my desk, my books, my cupboards. And it has made its way beyond my house and into my life. Into my being.
I have let out a sigh of relief.
Many times.
It is freeing.
And I can already feel myself slowing down.
Taking it all in.
Breathing.
"Be still, and know that I am God". Psalm 46:10
I can feel myself becoming still. Can feel myself calming.
Breathing.
Knowing.
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