Round 72. Closet Edit. 

Slowly getting back to edits and some consistency in my schedule and very happy yo feel this alignment. Today, I was thinking of just everything around me, the mail, the fridge, the pantry, the laundry that is currnety humming, the new furniture outside and so on, was beginning to feel overwhelming. I feel so blessed, abundantly blessed. I look at what others have and am not envious or jealous, I see their challenges and struggles and am grateful that I do not have that to face. I see their abundance and am happy that they are well taken care of. I see the love in their life and also the pain of loss and know that we are all human and no one is exempt from pain or joy. What I know for sure is that this life is brimming with opportunity and bursting with joy and each moment is here, now, and this moment is infinitely as valuable as any other moment. 

Well, after all this rambling today’s edit is another canister of tanning spray lol I don’t know where all this came from! Clearly, I bought it. But, why? 

Womp Womp…

I fell off the wagon. And, Uber picked me up. January 1st I committed to posting 360 items through the year – 1 post per day- with the idea that I would have 5 passes, if I post on the 5 passes then that’s 5 bonus posts for the year. All in all, the goal was   is to discard items and experience life with less stuff and more living.

I writing this today because I am heading out of town again 🙂 and will not be back to writing consistently for a few more days. In kindness to myself and the process, this is okay. It truly is. Since the initiation of this project, I have let go of some mediocre items and some serious sentimental items. The project is far from over – I will attempt to double up some edits so I can “catch up” to my plan.

While I was away, I was gifted an incredible experience in Miami with 46 lululemon employees from around the globe. We attended the World Happiness Summit together, practiced yoga with world class teachers, ate arepas [I am in love], met our CEO and top executives, connected over life, love and luon, paddleboarded at sunset, tried Poke, seized any and all moments to sit in the warm Miami sun, and embraced the experience head on with 14 hours of technology free time. I walked away from my #wohasu experience with greater clarity on life and love. Personal Choice has a new meaning to me and the beauty of choosing happiness is that happiness is our birthright, we do not need earn happiness or buy happiness, we are happiness. Be. We are human beings.

Round 67. Guest Room Edit. 

Back in the day I took pictures and printed some and shared even more. This set of water captures from the fountain behind City Park makes me happy. I loved these images. At the old house the photographs hung in my bedroom. I would later read a Feng Shui book and discover that may have contributed to the many years that flowed there. Who knows. 

Round 66. Random Edit. 

Receipt books are outdated. And so  is this one. It was last used for Kids Yoga Lab summer camp sign ups. 

Speaking of KYL, wow! Last night Kathleen and I were talking goals, visualization and planning. She said KYL is a great example of our speeds and our communication. She shared that as soon as the idea was forming I was actioning to bring it to life- literally, filing with SOS and such- and she was in the numbers phase and we were running on different speeds. So true. We were not in alignment and because we weren’t in alignment, we worked three times as hard and didn’t achieve what we set out for. 

As I write this message, I am in alignment with my goals. I’m taking the time to listen to my intuition. I’m not filling my calendar to the brim. I’m building in time for thinking, being, tuning in- meditation. I shared my vision and goals with Kathleen last night and I know that we are in support of one another 100%. I’m listening to the prompts from the universe and am excited for what’s to come. 

Round 65. Bookshelf Edit. 

There was a time when I believed I would never part with a book. I kept books for the sake of keeping old friends around, comforting and fond memories. I have a handful of textbooks that made the cut and have been with me for quite some time. 

This Louisiana history book is one of the select few. I chucked a bit when I picked it for the edit because texts are in a sense extremely outdated. To think that this book was necessary to the point of keeping for several years – I don’t teach history so that’s not a reason to keep it- was quite naive of me.  I remember this class and it was somewhat controversial and extremely interesting; although, neither contribute to the need of keeping the text. 

As I move through this project, I’m uncovering that I keep things for a multitude of reasons. One reason is to remind myself of the existence of something in my life, another is proof that what existed had meaning and another reason is hope. There are items I have that have weathered the years because there is hope within or hope for a desired outcome. This text is exsitence of my education, my interests, my connection {and lack } to the history of my state, and an underlying notion that I have the book, therefore the class was important. 

So, today I edit this book from my shelf (and a few others) to create space for more life, more learnings and less things. 

Round 64. Bookshelf Edit. 

Sifting through the shelves in the guest room I stumbled upon this gem. I love all things planning and this book was no exception. I purchased it at Target in 2015 and scribbled yoga goals and business ideas on the pages and as I flipped through I saw notes of my first weeks at lululemon. 

This one went in the recycle bin. 

Round 63. Downstairs Edit. 

I’m beginning to think one does not need an ice chest if there is no garage. Kathleen and I don’t tailgate – I did at one point and life and may again later on, we don’t often parade, and we don’t drink beer – I would if I could. 

So, owning a large wheeled ice chest isn’t very sensible. It’s too bulky to bring on road trips and beach outings and once it’s filled it is quite heavy to maneuver into the trunk. So, after living downstairs for awhile , I selected this chest for edit. I offered it to my dad and he replied with, “I hoped you wanted an ice chest because I have a few extra” so, we are good. 

Round 61. Closet Edit. 

Bangles, bangles, bangles. For a number of years I wore a slew of bangles on my wrists. As my jewelry choices are more minimal these days, I’m editing my bangle box. I selected a few of my favorites and am donating the rest. 

In the future I plan to replace the few costume bangles I kept with mimosa handcrafted bangles (a girl needs dreams).  

*there’s a big Edit coming…I can feel it.