Looking for answers to life's questions

As I’ve mentioned before, I have a lot of stuff. I did win, I hope, the discussion about whether I was a hoarder. I’m not one since I have comfortably let go of truckloads of “stuff” with no physical discomfort. I enjoy passing on what I will probably never find enough lifetime to use. I keep only what I love and is useful in my life. Some of what I surround myself with are memories and conversation starters.

Carried back in the suitcase from my first trip back as an adult

At the very core of my being is a teacher. I love to learn how to do things and teach that to others. I had no idea my own mother would be one of my most ardent students. When I came across a needlework company a good many years ago that offered kits and if you sold so many you got some free. I had the good fortune to give classes to lots women and do a lot of needlework. It kept my hands from feeding my face. Mom saw what I was doing and had to get in on the action. I taught mom everything I knew and she surpassed me with her talents. We had such fun. My walls are lined with her work to remind me every day to strive for excellence in all I do.

Just some of mom’s handy work.

Mine is home sweet home, Mom made the butterflies for me.

When I took painting classes, she joined me for one or two but just never got comfortable with it. I keep the one thing she was proud of painting. I also have a couple of her pots that she cooked with for over 50 years. They were a staple in her kitchen and necessary to making our favorite foods. I’m trying to figure out how to frame a pot.

A tribute vignette to the parents. Mom’s spring rabbit, pots and their coffee mugs

I have a china cabinet filled with delicate English bone china tea sets and antique dishes that once belonged to my last husband’s mother. She gave them to me because I had a deep appreciation for them that no one else would. I spent every other day with her, doing what I could to make her life more bearable. It’s a very long story but I loved that woman. I must confess though; a thought went through my mind for a few seconds of how many books I could store in my parents old china cabinet. It’s not my style and maybe this summer I will paint it. I’m more shabby chic than Danish modern.

Just waiting for company to share my love of tea.

It’s possible that I will be searching for minimalism for some time yet. I have downsized from 3000 sq.ft. to 1000. Maybe at some point, I will be ready to let go of so much more. I’ve let go of so many of the Angels I’ve collected over the last 45 years but they are still in every corner of my home. Books will always be a part of my life. My sister borrowed six or seven the last trip by. Finding ways to pay tribute to those who have been an influence in my life will always require a bit of extra room. I really don’t need the kitchen except to display more treasures. Does that make me eccentric? Hmmm?

She sits over my shoulder while I write this.

Welcome to my kitchen. Ready for some fun?

No one is allowed to gift me with anything that isn’t useful or a book. I have plenty to dust, thank you very much. I’ll take dinner out, a massage or a movie night but I have room for not one thing more. Is there something you need. Come on by. I’m sure I have plenty to share. Isn’t life grand?

“Be Content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.” – Lao Tzu

From my heart to yours,

Comments on: "In Search of Minimalism" (7)

  1. Your needlework is lovely as is everything else you have shown in your home. I would say if you are seeking to downsize to what you need reducing what you owned by 2/3 already is quite the feat. And if you refinish your mother’s cabinet I’d love to see a before and after.


    • Thank you for you kind words. I’ll keep you posted on the china cabinet. I want to go cream with tole painting and some kind of trim. Even mom didn’t care for dads style but solid walnut is solid walnut no matter what the color. I am slowly working things out of my space by gifting. Just not the cherished memories.



      • That’s the best way. The cherished memories if they bring you a smile should always stay. You are right solid walnut is solid walnut. Good luck with it.


  2. Framing pots! You’re so funny.

    I have a few ideas for the pots (though I’m not sure of the size). Why not plant a tribute garden? I wouldn’t plant directly into the pot, but plant in plastic or clay, then set into the pot on your patio or in a sunny window. That would be quite a conversation starter. Another way some of my clients are able to let go of things is to lovingly photograph the sentimental items.

    I can’t wait to see the finished cabinet. It sounds lovely. Perhaps you could host a tea for eight using the beautiful china, then let each of your guests take home a cup and saucer of their choosing. Or, wrap up the plates with holiday treats (even if you don’t bake you can buy some to give with the plates. Those are all loving ways to part with something.

    I remind people that gifts are in the giving. Clearly you meant so much to your MIL. She wanted to share with you and she did. But I bet she would be tickled pink to know you also shared with people you care about. Food for thought.

    I love seeing the pictures on your blog. Nicely done, Marlene.


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