moving on

June has come and gone and my minimalism challenge has ended… I got rid of 465 things  last month … but this challenge has awakened a minimalism monster inside me and I continue to get rid of many MANY things.

For example, things that had been there for so long they had become invisible to me… like the bedside table that my parents passed down to me which sat in my dining room with no specific function…

Things I kept because they were expensive… like the leather coat I hadn’t worn in years, jewelry that an ex-boyfriend gave me that I din’t want to wear because I had not-so-great memories associated with it.

Things I kept because I had positive memories associated with it … like the white summer dress I bought in Fiji 15 years ago that actually doesn’t fit me anymore.

Getting rid of all this STUFF that brings back all sorts of memories has made it feel like a slow ceremony of “moving on” to something new.

I have no idea what I’m “moving on” to… but it feels like I’m creating more space physically, mentally, emotionally for something new.

and it feels GREAT 😊

dresses
all the dresses I got rid of