Wednesday, May 30, 2012
A Personal Journey to Voluntary Simplicity
The fear of letting go keeps us trapped in a life of servitude to our possessions. We have a strongly held belief that burying ourselves in books, art or a hundred miniature turtles will somehow provide us with comfort and security. Although we no longer recall the titles or the plots, we keep the books. We pass from one room to the next, unable to recall the color palettes on our favorite paintings, yet we hold onto them as if our home were the annex to the Louvre.
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