Can people be clutter too?

My beautiful daughter enjoys lost memories of a Victorian life...she embodies that era more than anyone else I know. She makes me happy.

Purging, cleansing, weeding...constants in my life at the moment. It sure does feel good to get rid of all the clutter and to clean things up - on a physical level and an emotional one as well. All the people are gone...it's just a matter of the stuff now. After the garage sale this weekend, I will feel light as air.

Do you want to sit under the moon and listen to the music in the rocks with me? Tonight's the last one...will you join me? Will you hold me? Will you make me smile? Should I even ask you or should I just go by myself - one last time this summer? Do I take a chance or do I sit comfortably in my alone-ness? I'm frightened, yet, I have nothing to lose. Why is it that as soon as we de-clutter, we run out and purchase new things? Seems to be true with people too...