Ever since I left my job, I have been going through and sorting out stuff every now and then....
Stuff, that has been collected over the last 40 plus years. Stuff, that have been boxed and put away in the loft. Stuff, that has been gathering dust. Stuff, that has been lying untouched and unseen. Stuff, that has been forgotten. Stuff, that had been bought on a whim. Stuff, that was gifted on an occasion. Stuff, that was picked up as souvenir during a visit. Stuff, that reminds you of an incident that has been quietly tucked away in the corner of your memory. Stuff, that evokes a lot of emotion. Stuff, that makes you cringe. Stuff, that has been kept aside for the future. Stuff, that you need to work on one day. Stuff, that you thought you had lost or consumed. Stuff, that you feel like giving away. Stuff, that you want to discard. Stuff, that will make place for some other stuff. Stuff, that makes you feel stuffy at home........
Strangely, encountering all these stuff reminded me of my own mortality.... I calculated at the back of my mind that I had enough of certain things to last my lifetime. And, some (in good measure) that would outlive me and probably, my son too. There was a lot of stuff that would be useful for someone else. And, there definitely was loads of stuff that had to be simply thrown away.......
Which leads me to the questions:
Stuff, that has been collected over the last 40 plus years. Stuff, that have been boxed and put away in the loft. Stuff, that has been gathering dust. Stuff, that has been lying untouched and unseen. Stuff, that has been forgotten. Stuff, that had been bought on a whim. Stuff, that was gifted on an occasion. Stuff, that was picked up as souvenir during a visit. Stuff, that reminds you of an incident that has been quietly tucked away in the corner of your memory. Stuff, that evokes a lot of emotion. Stuff, that makes you cringe. Stuff, that has been kept aside for the future. Stuff, that you need to work on one day. Stuff, that you thought you had lost or consumed. Stuff, that you feel like giving away. Stuff, that you want to discard. Stuff, that will make place for some other stuff. Stuff, that makes you feel stuffy at home........
Strangely, encountering all these stuff reminded me of my own mortality.... I calculated at the back of my mind that I had enough of certain things to last my lifetime. And, some (in good measure) that would outlive me and probably, my son too. There was a lot of stuff that would be useful for someone else. And, there definitely was loads of stuff that had to be simply thrown away.......
Which leads me to the questions:
- Do I know, remember and care for all the things that I already have?
- What is it that I really need?
- How much do I need?
- Is there someone who needs it more than me?