A house without a home is not a house…
I’ve been deep in mess, literally, the last few weeks helping my family clear out clutter so have not been able to devote as much time to writing lately. I still wanted to be here though despite how tired I feel. I have been busy lifting heavy boxes and organising decades worth of stuff. It has quite shocking to me how much can be accumulated in one household.
It seems we live in a culture that is always selling to us that more is best and wants to keep us striving to get more but that makes no sense to me anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the material things that I do have and I enjoy them but the things we have does not make us who we are. Who we are is beyond anything that money can buy and true happiness lives inside of us.
“Happiness cannot be travelled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.”
Anyway, I think that’s as much wisdom that’s going to come out of my very tired brain today lol. I better get back to it and do what I do best. I love putting my organisational skills to good use.
Have a great weekend!
Love and light,