“Does it spark joy?” Four little words packing so much punch that it has revolutionized a way to tidy up. I’m a bit of a self help/personal development junkie. Needless to say, I have a good forty books left untouched in my house that have been piling up because I saw them being highlighted on Instagram or Facebook by some of my favorite people.
I set a goal for 2016 that it will be a great year where I read 16 books. How am I doing on that goal? Not even close I hate to admit. I have had Mari Kondo’s book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up hanging out under a stack of parenting and leadership books when I said enough was enough while looking at a pile (mountain) of toys and mailers.
The first chapter of the book was way more personal than I ever envisioned an organizing book to be. It almost knocks you to your core when you flip through the pages and see, “The work involved can be broadly divided into two kinds: deciding whether or not to dispose of something and deciding where to put it.” The last few years I’ve been pruning my sphere of influence. I’ve been blessed to realize that we are truly the engineers of our daily schedules and lives; whom and what we choose to put in it is up to us. No one else. This goes for the same as clutter (items). Cluttered house, cluttered mind. You don’t NEED 50 pairs of shoes that are worn out and don’t make you feel like the fierce fashionista that you are just as you don’t NEED that person that wears you down and you dread having to be around.
Do you remember that moment you realized you restarted your life? I do. It was in September when my son busted his mouth after mommy was spending her time dealing with someone that she really didn’t want to deal with on the phone. Life hands you clues when you need to slow down. Life hands you clues when the clutter gets to much. God knows what you need, now do you? Kondo goes on to say that we have an urge to distract us to “clean our rooms when dealing with a test (mental or literal and I’m completely paraphrasing here). It occurs because they need to put ‘something else’ in order. Their brain is actually clamoring to study, but when it notices the cluttered space, the focus switches to ‘I need to clean up my room.’”
Don’t allow your messy room to equal a messy mind. Take hold of yourselves. She then throws in some real Zen-like stuff, “when your room is clean and uncluttered, you have no choice but to examine your inner state.” Woah. Woah.
Stay tuned for next week’s recap of Chapter 2. Until then – tomorrow is your Faith Friday moment. I’m not a Saint… but I can try to be like one.