Well, I am a huge proponent of clean living. I think a clean mind, the type most capable of changing the world, comes from a clean home. I think the biggest part of cleaning a home is not what multi-purpose spray cleaner you use, but how much stuff you have and you need to have less of it.
My motto is “you can always throw one more thing out.”
This is one of my favourite poems, by Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.
We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.
Since then ’tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.
Obviously it’s about death and what we’ve passed, and passed on. I think it should be mostly adventures, not possessions (although a honkin huge ring usually has a huge and great story attached to it). If you had to go into the carriage, would it be ok? Would you have been freed up enough from your material possessions to have lived a life worth talking about? You can’t take things with you, only your legacy can come and go between the worlds.
So I hope to help you clean, organize and decorate your house in a way that is simple, efficient and works for you. If there is one ounce of guilt attached to anything, that is your first warning siren going off that something is not right. I also do all this without spending money unless absolutely necessary. People will give you leftover yarn but eventually you’re going to want to knit an all-blue sweater. I’ll help you be frugal in getting the things you want, mostly with the things you already have.