I had been in quite a funk.
Not knowing quite where to BE.
More than a year and a half ago I made the leap to change my 'place'
and moved from a town in southeast Michigan
to
the middle of nowhere New Mexico.
And boy was I blessed to be deposited in a tiny town and a tiny house,
that held me in quiet, peace and friendship
And you would think that would make me 'happy'....
but as time went on.....
but as time went on.....
I was drawn more and more to Albuquerque, an hour and a half from my little place
where I found a more expansive environment to create and commune.
And although the scenic drive between here and there is stunning,
the packing up week after week wore on me.
I felt like I was being pulled up by my roots every time I had to begin my drive again.....
So I began to look for a place to BE in the city.
And NO NO NO
With all of my searching.....I could not find one
and was entirely STUCK
I began to clear clutter.
Mainly the clutter that came part and parcel with my densely furnished casita.....
This is a longer story and I wish I had posted on it, however the energy began to move so fast I could not keep up with it!
Within days of clearing clutter at home.....
I moped into my 'new' space at the metals studio.....
which changed from
this.....
to
this.
and I learned just then that the studio across the hall
which was
this.....
was waiting for a new tenant.....
and now
this.
My new space.
I've been busy.
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