courtesy of www.goodwill.org
My husband of 20 years surprises me more and more these days. As my mental and emotional energy fluctuates lately, in these days of short daylight and cold weather, the drive to do a whole lot more than take life easy is waning...at least for now. In passing, I mentioned to my mother-in-law on Thanksgiving that I love to put our Christmas tree up on the day after turkey day, then to take it down immediately the day after Christmas. Not quite ADD, but a great article on organizing and holiday decorating while coping with ADD is HERE.
My mom always had a tradition of going into the New Year with a clean slate and a clean house. So we always did some deep cleaning and de-cluttering before December 31every year when most people are still dreading the idea of taking down those sad half-twinkling lights on the house. Most of our neighbors often still had little pieces of tinsel and pine needles in their clothes on towards Easter. Anyway, the tradition conditions now that I have my own home. This past Saturday, I came home from work to find the hubby had purchased, set up and decorated a beautiful Douglas Fir, with all the trimmings and created a holiday utopia in my living room with all the old "treasures" he found in my plastic tote in the garage marked "Christmas Decorations."
Ah, the garage. Or as we often lovingly refer to it "..the Land time forgot or Dustie's Treehouse..." with the accent on dusty. Oh sure, every single item in the garage seems to have some sort of "value," if you will. Of course most of that is either sentimental value or fear value. Sentimental as in "oooh, that's one of the baby's burping cloths!" (The aforementioned "baby" is 14!) Or fear value as in "Oh gosh, we simply CAN'T thrown THAT away!! What if we need it?!"
Hoarding can have an energy that begins so simply. Watching that sad show "Hoarders: Buried Alive" reminds me how easy it is, especially during times of extreme trauma, loss and sadness, to move into the energy of anxiety, OCD and depression. Just going into my semi-cluttered garage, as soon as I start to move items out and shift boxes and open containers...a huge flood of energy and emotion swirl around me and fill the space and my aura.
Last week, within five minutes, I found myself crying while searching for a few pieces of paperwork. "What the heck is this about," I asked myself? Fortunately, I have the energy tools to clear my aura of old stuck emotions, foreign energy and I also know how to do some major space clearing (energetically speaking) when needed. So I sat down, "ran energy" (a tool for shifting your consciousness and removing negative energy and bringing in good energy...like a psychic shower). Immediately, the cloud lifted, Archangel Chamuel and his angels helped my put my hand on a small pile of papers to be shredded and the lost papers "magically" popped out on top and into my hand. Whew, thank goodness for prayer, meditation, angels and my energy skills, or I'd really be a basket case!
So this Christmas, I made a commitment to check my garages "treasures" before purchasing anything else. It's amazing what valuable things are out there. We had out boys bring their neighborhood friends over this weekend and donated all of the sports equipment we've collected over the years. Thousands of dollars worth of "stuff" we don't use anymore was gladly carted away by their buddies. The joy and gratitude on their little faces was just priceless. It was bittersweet watching the baseball bats, helmets, tennis rackets, boxing gloves, diving sticks and who knows what else of our memories march away. Luckily, we got the experiences in our hearts and the pictures in our books that will remain.
So I'm busy preparing my yearly donation to the Goodwill, trying to hurry before the holidays come and go. It's so great to experience and remember what a blessing it is to bless others, now and throughout the year. Gratitude and appreciation are contagious and help manifest even greater things for all involved! Happy holiday decluttering!
~MiChelle Jeneen, Energy Skills Educator
www.spiritrefreshed.blogspot.com
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