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It doesn't have to be complicated...

4/30/2013

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I remembered my small granny telling me when I was little that 'a person can only sleep in one bed.'
I felt her words of wisdom sink down into my bones in a new way.
Even if I own ten beds, I thought to myself,
I can still only sleep in one.
I can only drink from one mug at a time,
wear one set of clothes,
live one life.
So out came the charity box and as day followed day,
I began to look at all my stuff with new eyes,
and assign what I no longer needed or wanted to the box.
I started to feel lighter.
This felt so good as my head felt like an intolerable weight on my neck,
and my neck an unstable entity  on my shoulders.
I found it easy to say goodbye.
I felt a deep sense of gratitude.
I found myself whispering 'thank you...
you served me well...
serve someone else now.'
I remembered the pleasure I had felt.
And I felt ready to move on.
I learned again how easy it is for me to complicate my life,
and how I am only a decision away from the simplicity that makes me thrive.
Learning No. 1 Simplicity makes me thrive.
Check out the Happy Book for more suggestions.
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crissouli link
10/11/2014 05:07:27 pm

You have been nominated...
http://thebackfenceofgenealogy-crissouli.blogspot.com.au/2014/10/lovely-blog-award-2014.html

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Martine Brennan link
10/13/2014 02:44:58 pm

Thank you so much Chris, you made my day! I haven't been writing much this year but this is will spur me on. Congrats on your nomination too! Martine x

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