I do love to declutter. And I love the idea of simple living with less to clean, less to maintain, it all makes me happy. But did you know there is a sadness aspect as well? It's kind of weird and unexpected (at least for me), but here's what I think it's about.
There are memories attached to things that we don't need anymore. Memories that tug at my heart, making me remember. Now to discard the thing with that memory seems like a disservice to the memory. And it makes me mourn the loss of a time when that thing was useful and special.
Then there is the guilt. Sometimes I have bought things that I found out later I don't really want or need. I feel guilty for getting rid of them even though I have no use for them. Maybe I shouldn't have bought that thing right? Shouldn't have spent the money.
These are some things I'm dealing with right now as I pare down our items of a house so that we fit into a one bedroom apartment.
I think it's ok. I think it's ok to feel any of the feelings that are part of what makes us human. It's the next steps that are maybe more important. Like giving myself permission to treasure those memories, and then maybe let some of them go. Keep one memento of a time instead of everything. Let myself off the hook for buying things I didn't need. It's ok. Maybe someone else will be happy to have those things. Keeping them doesn't erase the mistake.
I'm even deciding I probably don't need as many pianos as I have. Oh I know, they all have their place and purpose, but I think it is time to say goodbye to some things that are even musical. It's hard. It feels like grieving a loss a little. It's going to be ok (that's again, for myself).
I hope you guys have a beautiful weekend, we are still heavy into the recording and heavy into the downsizing.