Accumulation, comfort, and letting go

I'm going start out a little off topic with the mention green onions. It's been a long, long time since I've had them raw, much less eaten them at all. It's indescribable how good it is to experience the taste again.

And now, if you look around your house, your apartment, your habitation of choice you will more than likely overlook the same things I've grown accustomed to overlooking as well.  Memories.  Memories and One-Days.  Knick-knacks, bric-a-brac, old letters and pictures, figurines, folded up posters, and more cluttered away on shelves, in boxes and closets, and under beds.  One day I'll repurpose that old headboard, that frame, and those old stretched out sweaters. It's not sensible to get rid of all those lumber scraps, extra nuts/bolts, or that burnt up piston head - I can use those one day, or make some art out of it.

All useless.

Sure, they are great to lay eyes on every so often and let the mind drift back through the years aided by this physical manifestation of ethereal events that happened so long ago.  But until then, they're just another something to move, dust, or just take up space in general.  They only get really seen when a major something happens that requires rearranging and contemplating space efficiency.

But do we really need them. The a lot of the memories may fade away without the tangible reminder, but is that so bad.  If a memory is allowed to fade, it may be time to let it go.  Holding on to the physical half of the memory doesn't help.  It can cause sadness from loss. Other times the pain is from happiness that once was.

I need to go through some of my current stacks and cull down the space wasters. The necessary and useful can stay. If the memory fades after the cleansing then it was meant to be part of a life behind me. The ones that stay in my head and live on will inevitably be the ones that are worth keeping, or that I need to learn from still.

This was way more thought intensive than I originally planned. I sat down to exclaim about the yumminess of green onions and to mention how much stuff we have stashed away on the shelves here at the house. One would never realize it because we organize well. Although not even close to "hoarder" status, our shelves and cubbies are due for a cleaning.

Slow and steady, onward toward the future, with a bright, shiny basket of awesomesauce!