Simple Living// Three: Fall Matters

Spring cleaning is great, but fall decluttering is truly valuable.  Fall matters, and here’s why.

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A long time ago–no idea where or when really–I read something that compared autumn to the “letting go” process that we need to go through in order to grow.  I grabbed on to that idea, and I’ve thought about it often over the years.

The tree naturally drops the leaves that once served it well.  Those leaves sprouted from buds last spring, and since their beginning, they have been a source of nourishment for the whole tree.  They spread their green selves toward the sun and got to work creating chlorophyll to feed the tree.  It’s an amazing system.  But as cold weather approaches, the leaves end their food-making role.  They stop creating chlorophyll, stop nourishing the tree.  The tree drops them to the ground, leaving empty space where each leaf had been.  The braches are bare, ready for the new buds that spring will bring.  If the tree held on to all the old leaves, there would not be room for new leaves–the tree’s only source of food.  There would not be room for growth.

Okay…the analogy isn’t too hard.  I’m sure you are getting the picture.  We have to drop stuff if we want to have room for the things that really matter.  Want to grow in knowledge?  Drop the “noise” that clutters up your mind and wastes your time.  Want to grow in your faith?  Drop the voices that aren’t feeding your soul.  Want to grow in the way you organize or manage your time?  (Imagine me raising my hand enthusiastically and shouting “Me, me!”) DROP THE CLUTTER.

But here is the best part.  Trees do not mourn the loss of their leaves.  They aren’t out there in our backyards thinking, “I can’t lose these leaves.  I worked so hard to create them last spring.  I can’t get rid of that one.  It’s such a beautiful shade of red.  Oh no!  Not that one!  It’s the biggest leaf I’ve ever seen.  No, I’m keeping that one.  I don’t want to waste it!”  That doesn’t happen.  The leaves simply do not serve the tree any longer.  They must go.  Why do we analyze each item and place value on it that is far higher than its practical worth?

I have a closet full of things that served me once-upon-a-time.  They don’t serve me any longer, so I’m passing them to someone who will enjoy them, value them, and be blessed by them.

This is why fall matters to me.  It is an opportunity to drop the old and settle in for a beautiful season, free from the STUFF that holds me back.  I have many wonderful memories of fall, and the emotions of those happy times come flooding back and motivate me to make new autumn memories with my husband and children.  I can’t do those things freely if I’m held back by old thoughts, old regrets, and physical clutter.

What will you drop this fall?

Teacup Tuesday: Ouch!

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Good morning, Readers.

I had an idea.  I ran across a Youtube channel that has a “Teacup Tuesday.”  (Thanks for the idea, Shannon.)  I thought, why can’t Teacup Tuesday make the leap from video to blog?  I have a teacup collection, and I love trying different teas.  Why not?  So every now and then, I’ll feature one of my teacups and one of my teas.  I’ll follow it up with a quick post about something.

Today’s teacup is a Fiestaware cup that my mom and dad gave me for Christmas a couple of years ago.  Actually, they gave me one yellow cup & saucer and one blue-green cup & saucer.  I like to mix and match, but Charlotte likes the yellow set.  In this pretty little cup, I am enjoying a nice herbal blend called Milkmaid Tea by Earth Mama Angel Baby.  It has a licorice and maple taste thanks to the hefty dose of fenugreek and fennel, two ingredients that are supposed to support a healthy milk supply for breastfeeding mothers.  I don’t have a lot of faith in galactagogues (the fancy word for substances thought to promote lactation), but the tea is hot and tasty, so if it helps me feed my little one, then it’s a nice bonus.

So what else do I have to say today?  MY HAND HURTS!!!  I can’t type any more because my right hand is killing me.  I’m pretty sure I have De Quervain’s tenosynovitis, also known as “Mommy Thumb.”  It’s been coming and going for awhile, and this week it is here in full force.  So please excuse me while I duck out and try to live left-handed for awhile.

If you’re drinking tea this Tuesday morning, please tell me about it in the comments.

Warmly,

Erica G

Hello, Monday.

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Hello, Monday.

I love that you hold the promise of new things, new routines, endless possibilities.  I love that you ride in on a hint of sunshine, still carrying all the warmth of a weekend well lived.

Hello, Autumn.

I love the beginnings of your glory on the tree outside my window.  The prettiest yellow-orange starts at the top of the boughs, but summer’s green is still going strong at every window.  Autumn, your cool mornings make me excited for the sweaters and pumpkins and cups of tea that will return to our days in the coming weeks.

Hello, School Day.

I’m looking forward to the discoveries that wait in you.  I love the furrowed brow of a boy considering 9×6 and the excitement of a perfect letter “C” drawn by a chubby three-year-old hand.  I love the sounds of poetry and scripture recited by heart.

“This is the Day.”

Hello, Gratitude.