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When I hit middle age, I looked around and I looked at me. I’m told this happens to everyone and it’s not such a unique thing. Each person makes the journey differently and it’s perfectly tailored for them. This sudden realization is possibly one of the most important things that will ever happen in a person’s life. This is the time when we are forced to stop by life circumstances and take a look around at what’s really going on. There are a myriad of factors that causes this arrest and it’s different for everyone. It can be the natural process of aging, slowing down or something catastrophic such as illness or death. And what really is going on? What are you really doing? Are you where you wanted to be when you reached midlife? Did you achieve and is achieving what you really thought it was? These questions come and don’t go away. You have to make decisions, sort it out in you mind and pick your direction. Like a ship that is meant to sail the seas, we sail through life and it’s currents and conditions. Without navigation the ship will wander, lyst, maybe be overcome by pirates and possibly, ultimately, sink.

So, I hit that point, my ship was lysting, I looked at myself and I realized I was a cluttered person. My life was cluttered, my house was cluttered and what I thought I liked or wanted had changed. So, maybe you’re not like this, maybe you have it together and always did, maybe you are one of those that will just never even think that you could be uncluttered. But the journey never stops and how much do you really want to take with you? Do you want to expend your energy on carrying a load or do you want to fly swiftly with nothing weighing you down as you embark on adventures? I knew what I wanted and so the purge began. The timing was good, because I had to get ready for my daughter’s baby shower. I called in the neighborhood kids and we set to work. Room by room, sorting and disposing of treasures. Funny thing, a few items caused significant hesitancy, but mostly, it was such a relief. These things could now journey to new homes where they were wanted and used and fulfill their purpose. The energy became active and no longer dormant, just sitting and wasting. The air in my house became light, free and moved with energy once again.

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