There are too many things in this house. The endless purchases seem to fill every nook. With each new acquisition, the value of the previous purchases falls a bit more. When we assign value to things and the pursuit of them our main pleasure...we drown in emptiness.
I...became...just another thing, a possession to be moved here or put there. My value declined as things became more and more of the goal.
I'm fettering out all my unwanted things. Objects that once held my attention and adoration. In this light, I see them as nothing more than eaters of time and blinders to people, feeling, emotions and the real stuff life is made of. As I divest the things, I find myself and what means something to me. Discarding old, adopted strategies and distractions helps me to clean out what I don't desire on the inside as well.
I covet not possessions that ensnare and dumb me down. Each piece that ends in the thrift shop bag reminds me how very little I require to live sustained.
It's becoming clearer, my goal that is.
All I want is to be happy, unencumbered and free.
I...became...just another thing, a possession to be moved here or put there. My value declined as things became more and more of the goal.
I'm fettering out all my unwanted things. Objects that once held my attention and adoration. In this light, I see them as nothing more than eaters of time and blinders to people, feeling, emotions and the real stuff life is made of. As I divest the things, I find myself and what means something to me. Discarding old, adopted strategies and distractions helps me to clean out what I don't desire on the inside as well.
I covet not possessions that ensnare and dumb me down. Each piece that ends in the thrift shop bag reminds me how very little I require to live sustained.
It's becoming clearer, my goal that is.
All I want is to be happy, unencumbered and free.
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