Author: sandcastle

I have cleared out my excess clothing.

I have cleared out the kitchen cupboards and drawers.

I have cleared out the junk food.

I have cleared out the unused apps on my computer.

I have cleared out the contacts on my phone of people I no longer have a relationship with.

Now I need to clear out my brain.

All those old messages that no longer apply to my life today.

All those memories I’d rather not remember.

All those to do things I really don’t want to do.

I wish I knew how to go about this final clearing out.

TTYL,

Linda

I never know what my more-or-less asleep brain is going to come up with.

One morning, it was a young mother in her kitchen.

She was pureeing vegetables then adding some type of thickener–maybe arrowroot.

Then she put that into candy molds.

One set of carrots, one set of celery, and I don’t know what else.

Somehow those firmed up and she popped them out of the molds.

She was making treats for her kids.

Who, apparently, think they are candy.

Tricky mom.

TTYL,

Linda

I was with Dave’s family at a small, downhill ski facility.

As I approached the rope tow, I saw people sprawled in a line up the hill.

Later I learned what happed when Carl said, ”I learned something today.

If you fall, don’t twang the rope.

What rope do you need to carefully let go of?

TTYL,

Linda

I don’t know where I read it or who said it but it went something like this:

Viewer: How do you decide what to do with such a huge block of marble?

Sculptor: I look at it until I see what it wants to be then I remove everything that’s not that.

That’s what minimalists do.

We look at what our life wants to be then we remove everything that isn’t that.

TTYL,

Linda

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Many years ago, when it became clear our daughter was going to grow way too tall to ever wear my wedding gown, I donated it to a church run second-hand store.

The store manager thought it was way too good to simply add it to inventory.

So she took a photo of it and posted it on the store’s bulletin board.

A young woman admired the photo. The store manager offered to take her home to try it on.

It fit perfectly and it was the right season for it. (Long skirt, long sleeve, white velvet material.)

Everyone went home happy.

Wasn’t that much better than leaving it in a box in storage until it turned yellow?

TTYL,

Linda