The Process
Country Commerce
For my city-folk readers, this photo is of a “grasshopper” (field pump jack which pumps oil from deep in the ground) in the middle of a wheat field. This large farm is part of the absolutely beautiful countryside scenery I am blessed to enjoy as I travel over the mostly narrow, bumpy, chip and seal paved country roads. 
I have countless images of this field in all its beauty and seasonal views. This one struck my fancy since it seems as though it is glowing with light and I adore the silhouette appearance of the vertical objects. It also provides a visual for the proverbial process within everyday life over seasons and because of diligent effort.
Because, oddly enough, the inability to reliably upload photos has really crimped the flow of my journaling here. Go figure. I even considered setting up another blog via another server. (Then, I realized that I have a real-life and to lighten up a bit! 
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This experience has allowed me to remember the gift of rearranging and making adaptations for days (weeks, months …). Um, a gift I don’t often dare to “unwrap” — as the very idea of any change pertaining to my daily basics sends my right-brain-dominate life into overload! 
And I wonder why that is? I adore mixin’ things up and variety and an eclectic blend of life with the proverbial whipped cream of change and a cherry of completely non-mundane-ity on top! 
Perhaps it is the matter of it being my choosing or simply levied upon me?
No matter …
In the midst the perpetual cycle of decluttering my life — within and “without” — I have discovered that the most difficult decisions (and changes of habit) are the same decisions (and changes) which actually steer the rutter of one’s ship on the open ocean of Life.
New directions can be a bit of a “glitch” (cartoon 1 — a visual to remind me of this day …) but said turns also allow us to discover the undiscovered and visit new territories … as we set sail over rough and rowdy seas.
Letting go of “old stuff” and the familiar is likened to the perpetual process of purging my home of stuff I don’t need anymore (and never really used anyway!). As I declutter, sort and clean out closets and shelves I come across things I forgot I had, have sentimental attachments to — or just plain want to keep.
However, what I have realized is that the very item I want to hold on to is the same item I actually forgot I had. In that reality, it became buried in the abyss of my cabinet and closet space (and the piles in my upstairs room …) It became buried for a reason and it is probably best to keep it that way. 
I have all that I truly need (and more than I could ever do anything with! ). And I have learned to be selective with what I keep (and steal from the “give away” box) — as well as with what I bring into my home.
It must either “make me smile” (in an outrageous and joyous way) or be rare and of tremendous value or absolutely be replaceable (or red, black or white — or chocolate!). If an item meets one of these criteria, then I must consider finding a place for it. (Which usually involves getting rid of something else! )
Thus, this week (in the midst of some challenges and questioning moments) I have decided to incorporate this criteria regarding the eclectic blend of choices I am facing.
Said choices will definitely involve getting rid of “something else” — and chocolate!
Note to self: And, to think this thread of thought surfaced because WordPress modified its format (which created challenges with uploading images). Hmm, talk about everything happening for reason … Life really does go on … Even in the midst of frustrating circumstances.
