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There is some upheaval on the horizon for us. Nothing major, nothing life-threatening or joy-threatening, just something that we will need to figure out. And it is important to me to have as many nagging things gone before this happens. And making a shift closer to minimalism is important to me.
When I learned about the KonMari method, I was a little unsure. I mean, how is this any different than all of the other minimalist information that just floats around on the internet? What I have really connected to in this process is respect. Respect for how items have served me. Respect to let go of what has served its purpose. Respect to release what is adding chaos and clutter to my life.
I honestly started just because I want to move my office upstairs. I just wanted to clear out one room and one closet. I only cared about creating a sanctuary in one part of my house. This is what happened.
I know that the automatic reaction is to look at this and think that this sort of clearing must have taken all day. It was roughly two hours. TWO HOURS. “Does this item bring me joy?” I allowed that to be my only criteria.
Then I was on a roll. The next weekend, we attacked our bedroom. Clothing was both harder and easier than I expected. I was able to get rid of a lot with the “joy” question, but there are also a lot of clothes that I love that don’t fit. I used not only the “joy” question, but also “is it replaceable?” Tshirts from events (BlogHer’09!) and dresses that I love got hung in the spare closet. Running shirts (#RunKY) and race tech got packed in a box. I kept maybe 25% of my smaller clothes that I would miss if I ever where a Medium again. They are in my spare closet. They are not taunting me from my daily closet. I don’t know that I will always keep them, but it feels like a nice compromise.
After going though our closet this weekend, this happened Sunday night into Monday. And this is a lot of snow for Kentucky. They were predicting the biggest snowfall in 10 years. (I’m not sure if it lived up – we haven’t really had the tv on.) I know this is the norm for some of you, but Kentucky just doesn’t have the resources to deal with this. So we are on snow vacation!
We spent a good chunk of our first snow day going through books. This is the upstairs haul – some of Nathan’s books and my cookbooks. There are about 6 bags downstairs of my books. And Nathan still has downstairs shelves to go through.
I cannot tell you how freeing it was to finally release all of the books that held hope and expectation. Diet cookbooks. Bob and Jillian telling me how to get my crap together. Letting go of all of these books about food really felt like I was finally admitting that I am the expert on my own body. That I know what is best for me. Even with the books that aren’t telling me what to do with food, there was still just such an overload of information. Releasing these is powerful.
I have another snow day today. I plan on starting to attack paper – clearing out my desk downstairs and the files (*cough* stacks *cough*) in our kitchen cubbies. I’m not doing any major bag-creating work right now because our house is full of bags right now. With our snow-induced State of Emergency, we’re really not able to get our discarded stuff out of the house just yet. So I’m trying to allow the stuff behind drawers to stay that way until I’m ready to sort and discard in a quick fashion.
I’m sure I’ll write another post about our continued experience, but to follow along play-by-play, visit my instagram page.
And update your readers to krissie.bentley/blog. I’ll be cross-posting for a week or so, but I will make a shift to writing there only. I’ll keep reminding you. Don’t worry.
Eunoia starts Monday, March 2. One-month of M-F daily emails to increase your awareness of power, freedom, fun, and love in your daily experience. We’ll look at creative and empowering ways to claim and act upon beautiful thinking. More information and registration is here!
I have been busy.
First of all, let me introduce you to KrissieBentley.com.
I know, she’s beautiful, isn’t she? I’ve been working super duper hard on this new home. The blog switch won’t happen immediately, but I’ll make sure you know when I stop blogging over here. (Hoping to make the transition in a week or so.)
But, just as importantly, I want to introduce you to Eunoia.
I ran this offering last January and I totally love it. I would type it all out, but (honestly) I’m tired of looking at a computer screen. So I literally told you about it here.
Happy Friday, friends!
I am very attached to my yoga practice. My yoga mat is like my sanctuary. It is my sacred time.
And I end each of my practices with a round around my mala. I wear it all of the time. But I use it as a rosary/meditation bead combination. With my own rules.
I start with the big stone…
And this prayer from Danielle LaPorte.
I use the first three little smooth beads to get really settled and centered. Then I actively pray around – a prayer at a time – until I reach the first smooth pink bead. I have 15 beads to pay attention to where I want my energy and my focus to go during the rest of my practice.
There are 70 beads between the small pink beads. Those beads are where I meditate. Where I try to let things pass me by. Take one breath – in and out – with each bead. Sometimes I count the length of my breath. Sometimes I think “in.out.” And sometimes something comes up in my early prayer that becomes a mantra.
When I have worked my way around for 70 breaths, I come to another little pink bead.
With the final 15 beads, I pray for other people specifically. It is no longer about me. This is where I send my energy out into the world. There are three more small stones where I focus on gratitude and sealing my prayer. And then I am back to the big stone.
And I recite the Nicene Creed. Often out loud.
I adore this practice. So much. And, as we approach Lent, I just wanted to share it with you. I know there is some chatter about yoga being a religion, or how yoga can impact religion. And I just wanted to show how I integrate my yoga/meditation practice and my faith.
Do you have any special ways you incorporate the sacred into your day?
I realized I missed these weekly recap posts. They keep me attentive to taking photos. And they are also super fun to look back on.
I am loving 10K training. I feel accomplished. I am tired at the end of each interval, but I am recovering very well. I feel like I could keep running more intervals. Super fun. Also? I can’t read a schedule and I’m a month ahead of where I need to be. Part of me is excited about the cushion to miss runs, but a bigger part of me is excited that I’ll be even more prepared.
I didn’t spend as much time on my mat as I wanted to this week. I wasn’t avoiding, I was just distracted. Studying. Spending time with friends. Working on a new website. (!!!) Coaching work. Just distracted. I miss this. I want to be better this week.
Nothing has changed with my stress level. I have no answers. But I’ve got peace. I don’t know how to explain it. Except I know everything will be okay.
I am in the middle of this lovely piece of work. I’m presenting a workshop at a local library in April about personal transformation as inspired by Wild. I’m looking forward to speaking about how we can search for – and find – transformation right in our lives as we are living them. I’m super excited.
Did I mention that I’ve been studying a ton? I love my flashcards, but some of my illustrations are terrible. Eagle is beautiful compared to chair and happy baby. I’m not showing those. They look obscene.
I don’t know if you can find these, but I’m loving these snacks. LOVING.
I know the picture is grainy, but pubs are dark. I adore my husband, and especially when he is in his element. I never thought I’d be married to an Irish Step Dancer.
I hadn’t straightened my hair in months, so I had no idea what was going on with the length. I’m well on my way to my goal of having a kick-ass braid by 40. I may even be there by 38.
We have decided to start purging stuff. There is just too much. I started with the spare bedroom because I am going to move my office up here. This is what came out of the closet. Not pictured is the contents of a desk and cleaning the linen closet. Herschel Cat was a great supervisor.
We spent Saturday night at an amazing party with the dancing crew. Including a dance around a bonfire. Super fun. To see a stop-motion progression of the dance, click here.
I hope you all had a great week!
I have had a hard time looking at full-length pictures of myself for most of my adult life. I have about two months of pictures where I was at a weight that I was happy with, but I have a hard time picking myself out of those because they just don’t look like me.
Yoga empowers me in a way that I can’t explain. I look at these pictures of me – taken at my current weight – and I feel incredible.
I take a few portraits a week, but I really want to get back to a daily practice. Yoga self-portraits are a way that I remind myself that I am beautiful. That I am powerful. That I know who I am. You can see more of my portraits in my flickr album.
How do you remind yourself that you are worthy of your own love and attention? Starting tomorrow, I will remind you with Worthy to Woo. 2 weeks of daily emails with small, 5-minute tasks that can trigger thoughts and actions around self-love, self-attention, and self-courtship. Click here to register!