My husband and I spent this holiday weekend tearing up the basement. I thought I would be through with my Jakikiri Joka Ho project by now. Things seemed easier to accomplish during the thought process. The physical materialization or dematerialization in this case is taking MUCH longer. I have to constantly remind myself of what I have already accomplished. I have even asked my husband to remind me that I really have made great strides towards my goal. It is so easy to see what I have not accomplished, get overwhelmed and fall back into the habit of holding on to EVERYTHING physical and spiritual. I need help. I need tools. I need to continually practice to move forward. I have scribbled a couple of the above signs and posted them around the house in those places that I would be likely to quickly stash something that I really should let go. A little physical manifestation to help guide me to the lighter side of life.
So I have been on a roll lately. I have been sorting, shredding and tossing like a mad woman. Feeling really good about my mission to de-clutter. In the groove, letting go without remorse,without ritual, I had evolved!
And then I came across this old can. A can meant to be used for painting projects and disposed. I headed to the recycle bin with it and an armful of others. I tossed all but this one old can in. Instead, I placed it on the kitchen counter. For three days I walked by the can wondering why I couldn’t toss it. Clearly the heavenly bit of tin was driving me Chock full o’Nuts!!!
Stifled I found no answer. However, I came to the conclusion that there isn’t any more importance to the attachment encumbering a family treasure than there is to an old tin can. It just IS.
So, I photographed, performed Jakikiri Joka Ho and let go.
I have shelves in the basement which began their days proudly organizing packaged dry goods, seldom used housewares and cleaning supplies.
Like the rest of my home,they have eventually evolved into disheveled towers of clutter.
Today I went down looking for a stainless steel scrubby and found raisins with expiration dates of 2004 and 2008!!!
I can’t count the number of times I have bought raisins. True I prefer organic raisins these days, but that is no excuse for overlooking the over abundance of food that I already possessed.
So, I snapped this pic with my iPhone to remind me to look into my basement before I go in search of something better. Chances are I already have what I need.
PS: Not to worry about wasting the expired raisins. The birds are enjoying them:-)
File drawer number one was a time capsule of the years 1982 through 1991.
From top to bottom I filtered through what you may agree are basic essential ‘must keep’ items. NOT!
Minimum Wage Poster circa 1982
Expense reports from the 80’s
Corporate manuals and procedure guides from the 80’s
Bank receipts and bill stubs from….you’ve got it…the 80’s
My daughter’s journal circa 1983
My daughter’s elementary school records
My daughter’s dance recital memorabilia
A cassette tape of my daughter reading stories at age 6 (BONUS FIND…I hope it isn’t dry rotted!)
A handmade paper Christmas ornament
Thank you cards
Valentine’s Day cards
And moving into the nineties…
Earth Day paraphernalia…Going Green’s 20th
More bank receipts and bill stubs
And under it all……
Two tiny little boxes of TEETH! Grossed me out!!!
Now, out of all this stuff I am keeping ONE thing. I will keep the cassette tape of my little girl’s voice. AND, I will say prayers for the 18 people who sent me Christmas cards in 1990 that have passed away.
This is your moment. Live in it…. not the eighties, or the nineties, or the two thousand twenties!