Enough... an adequate quantity or number; sufficiency
Sufficiency... a quantity that is large enough to achieve a purpose
"Enough is as good as a feast" Etc., etc., etc. You get the picture. I want enough.
But I don't want too much.
I want margin in every aspect of my life. I don't want to look around my home and have to say; "It's All Too Much". And I don't want to just keep reorganizing things. No matter how you organize it, too much *stuff* is still too much *stuff.*
Why is all our *stuff* there? Where did it come from? Did I/we consciously choose every piece of it? Does everything in our home, fit William Morris's {lovely to me} view of ..... Everything should be beautiful to you, or useful to you. Did some of our *stuff* just sort of creep in, *by itself*? ,-) Are we the un-lucky keepers of other people's *stuff*? Hey, if they love it. Let 'em keep it. {Parents with grown children, I'll bet your ears picked up, on this last issue! -smile-} Are we keepers of the *stuff* of past generations? Not the things WE love. The things we *just had* to keep... Maybe it's time to evaluate the basis of that "we just have to" aspect.
I have to say Thank You to Elaine St. James
for first making me aware of this whole topic. I read her books, years ago. They sounded wonnnnnnnnnnnnderful! But I didn't know how I'd ever do some of the things which sounded sooooo wonnnnderful to me. Mostly then, my secret wishes had to do with doing something about how we did Christmas! All I knew was, I was miserable before, during and after the so-called Joyous Season of Christmas,
and I was tired, tired, tired of this.
Did I put anything into practice, that year? Nope. And not for a lot of years. But finally, I got the courage to share some my *radical* ideas with my family. Did they immediately embrace everything? Hahhhhh.... But a little bit of change, energized me so that I didn't give up. I kept at it/them. Until the joyous time came when I could actually say, I have put certain of her suggestions, into practice.
Of course I read more of her books. Of course I set off on an orgy of such books. Of course I'd even get psyched up, now and then, to do great purges. Mmmm, and then there's the man who cohabitates this home. He who always thinks; "But I may be able to use it again" or "But another family member may want it" Mmmm... So add that to my usual run of starting a great idea and then running out of steam. -sigh-sigh-sigh- Let's just say that my getting rid of *stuff* and simplifying, has never gotten to total.
Will it ever? Well, it never will, without my wanting it to. So I guess I'm back to the 'Really Wanting It' stage again. With what I like to think of as The Guiding Principle... For there to be nothing around me/us, which is not beautiful to us, or useful to us.
-sigh-
Such a lovely thought. To me, that is.
To simply have and live with, enough...
^_^
Sufficiency... a quantity that is large enough to achieve a purpose
"Enough is as good as a feast" Etc., etc., etc. You get the picture. I want enough.
But I don't want too much.
I want margin in every aspect of my life. I don't want to look around my home and have to say; "It's All Too Much". And I don't want to just keep reorganizing things. No matter how you organize it, too much *stuff* is still too much *stuff.*
Why is all our *stuff* there? Where did it come from? Did I/we consciously choose every piece of it? Does everything in our home, fit William Morris's {lovely to me} view of ..... Everything should be beautiful to you, or useful to you. Did some of our *stuff* just sort of creep in, *by itself*? ,-) Are we the un-lucky keepers of other people's *stuff*? Hey, if they love it. Let 'em keep it. {Parents with grown children, I'll bet your ears picked up, on this last issue! -smile-} Are we keepers of the *stuff* of past generations? Not the things WE love. The things we *just had* to keep... Maybe it's time to evaluate the basis of that "we just have to" aspect.
I have to say Thank You to Elaine St. James
for first making me aware of this whole topic. I read her books, years ago. They sounded wonnnnnnnnnnnnderful! But I didn't know how I'd ever do some of the things which sounded sooooo wonnnnderful to me. Mostly then, my secret wishes had to do with doing something about how we did Christmas! All I knew was, I was miserable before, during and after the so-called Joyous Season of Christmas,
and I was tired, tired, tired of this.
Did I put anything into practice, that year? Nope. And not for a lot of years. But finally, I got the courage to share some my *radical* ideas with my family. Did they immediately embrace everything? Hahhhhh.... But a little bit of change, energized me so that I didn't give up. I kept at it/them. Until the joyous time came when I could actually say, I have put certain of her suggestions, into practice.
Of course I read more of her books. Of course I set off on an orgy of such books. Of course I'd even get psyched up, now and then, to do great purges. Mmmm, and then there's the man who cohabitates this home. He who always thinks; "But I may be able to use it again" or "But another family member may want it" Mmmm... So add that to my usual run of starting a great idea and then running out of steam. -sigh-sigh-sigh- Let's just say that my getting rid of *stuff* and simplifying, has never gotten to total.
Will it ever? Well, it never will, without my wanting it to. So I guess I'm back to the 'Really Wanting It' stage again. With what I like to think of as The Guiding Principle... For there to be nothing around me/us, which is not beautiful to us, or useful to us.
-sigh-
Such a lovely thought. To me, that is.
To simply have and live with, enough...^_^
