The Burden of Stuff
Catherine G. Coulter
This summer I had the task of
clearing out my late mother-in-law’s condo. I saw it as a holy undertaking, in
some ways. Sifting through the contents of someone’s life is a way of honouring
them and processing our own loss. There were some peculiar finds (bank
statements from the 70’s), poignant messages from the past (letters and a
journal), and treasures (evidence of a forgotten safety deposit box with some precious
jewelry). Seven boxes of china were
shipped to a grandson in Australia, many of our household items were swapped
out for hers, and most of the stuff came to the church stage for the Harvest
Fair garage sale.
Later in the summer, a few
volunteers and I helped a friend pack up the remnants of his belongings after
he downsized into smaller accommodations. Several carloads of this life lived
also made it to Heritage Hall at the same time as another truck pulled up to
unload. The stage was already full so the new arrivals flowed over onto the
floor. Ten days out from the garage sale there was a river of stuff. I joined
an impromptu team of good church people to reorganize the stuff on the stage,
price the incoming, and restack it in mountains at the back of the stage. We
were there for hours and toting yet another box into the overflowing abundance,
I said passionately, “I’m never going to buy anything again, ever!” My summer
of sorting and boxing, loading and unloading, and shifting and schlepping stuff
had gone on too long and all I could see was too much stuff, mine and everyone
else’s.
I know I’m not the only one who
feels I have too much stuff. But it’s not just the material possessions filling
my shelves. There’s also the papers to be filed and dealt
with, craft projects to be finished (or yet to be started), instruments to
learn to play, books waiting to be read, chores to be tackled inside the house
and out, calls and emails to be returned and a calendar of activities and
meetings to remember to attend. It’s not just stuff that I have but stuff that
I have to do. My life gets as cluttered as the church hall stage!
I think we can all relate in one way or another to Cathy's feeling of "stuffocation." She wrote this piece as part of an invitation to her church's "Grass Roots" group this fall -- she'll be facilitating for a group of friends who will gather to look at simplifying their lives while creating a good life that is more environmentally friendly, less cluttered and more satisfying overall. Makes me want to get a Simplicity Study group going again where I live. As she says to those considering joining the group, "You might just find exactly what you're looking for, and it won't take up any space!"
If you're new to Simple Moodlings and the idea of Voluntary Simplicity, I'd invite you to check out the 200+ Simple Suggestions tab at the top of this page, and you'll get an idea of some of the things that might come up in discussions at Cathy's Grass Roots group. (I wrote a lot of them because of past Simplicity Study Circle conversations!)
I wish Cathy and the Grass Roots group lots of wonderful, meaningful, life-changing conversations!
2 comments:
just a coincidence??? but i was thinking of simplicity group again too!
is there a part 2?
i would happily host it
LMK
su :)
As a matter of fact, there is a part 2. When shall we start?
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