Don’t own so much clutter that you will be relieved to see your house catch fire.
~ Wendell Berry, Farming: a hand book
Somewhere, sometime, I read something that suggested one’s outer environment is a reflection of one’s inner state of being. If there is any truth to that, my inner state of being must have been chaotic, cluttered, disorganized, and in need of a good dusting or scrubbing. My inner being was holding on to “fat clothes,” too. Expansion of the inner being is no problem, but my outer being needs to let go of such things. There is no going back.
I see that the life of this place is always emerging beyond expectation or prediction or typicality, that it is unique, given to the world minute by minute, only once, never to be repeated. And this is when I see that this life is a miracle, absolutely worth having, absolutely worth saving. We are alive within mystery, by miracle.
~ Wendell Berry