When I opened an old notebook from an English history class, I found a page with this written in the margin: "Help! I'm being held captive in this class. Please rescue me!!" I hope than no student in the many classes I subsequently taught as a professor wrote anything similar!
As a former hoarder, I made the change slowly, then all at once. As an example, I wanted to scan all letters I received and kept - there were hundreds - and sometimes I wish I had, even if I never read them again. When it happens, I think of sand mandalas being brushed away and remember they served their purpose.
OMG--happy decluttering. I adore your thoughts here! I've tentatively begun referring to it as "curating" and hope that, as a result, it creates a slightly greater distance between my affection/memory of the object (whatever it is) (often it's paper) and the object itself.
When I opened an old notebook from an English history class, I found a page with this written in the margin: "Help! I'm being held captive in this class. Please rescue me!!" I hope than no student in the many classes I subsequently taught as a professor wrote anything similar!
😹 I hope so too!
As a former hoarder, I made the change slowly, then all at once. As an example, I wanted to scan all letters I received and kept - there were hundreds - and sometimes I wish I had, even if I never read them again. When it happens, I think of sand mandalas being brushed away and remember they served their purpose.
OMG--happy decluttering. I adore your thoughts here! I've tentatively begun referring to it as "curating" and hope that, as a result, it creates a slightly greater distance between my affection/memory of the object (whatever it is) (often it's paper) and the object itself.