A portal connects points in time.
Was I was inspired by Marie Kondo videos or did planetary aspects motivate me? Mountains of boxes cluttering the guest room closet pushed me over the edge. I reached the point of zero tolerance and pulled out the first box.
A box of memories filled with pictures, letters, cards, books, small mementos. More boxes. A keychain from a trip to the Big Apple. My oldest daughter’s Big Bird toy. Happy Mother’s Day drawings. Souvenirs and tickets from foreign countries. Trash. Recycling. Books. Journals.
Each memento was a portal to another time, a different lived experience, sometimes forgotten or laid aside. Momentum accelerated (perhaps a bit of frenzy occurred) until four closets and two rooms were decluttered and reorganized in epic fashion. It was exhausting, rewarding and ultimately liberating.
A friend shared a bit of wisdom yesterday, “Look around, where you are, there you are!” Here I am indeed. And what a place it is to be. Soon I’ll be officially married half of my life. In an interesting game of numbers, I’ll be 66 in April and married for 33 years. I don’t know why this amuses me but it does. I never imagined living in Wyoming, either. But here I am. Renewed.
And, I have this website, a creative evolution, a portal of time and space where you can peek in and see me. A me produced by an electronic keyboard, a twinkling amalgam of thoughts and photons.
When you read this I won’t be here in this space any more.