Growing up, I learned that being quiet and shy meant I was a good kid. I easily fit into that mold, and it stayed with me into adulthood. Even though I remember feeling a distinct excitement when I voiced my opinions and did things my way, I was often too afraid to break out of my role.
Over nearly four decades later, I finally found my voice again. This time it’s much louder and clearer. So much so that I started this blog. Maybe this just happens with maturity, but then again, I still see women my age and older shushing their inner voice for the benefit of others.
As a natural progression, I have been defined by my career, then as a wife, and as a mom. At a glance, I appeared to be moving forward with each transition. I reinvented myself and fulfilled my responsibilities for the job description. Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed every part of my life and have no regrets. However, there was this constant nagging feeling, something intangible, that I was missing.
This is where the Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up comes in. With the help of Marie Kondo’s philosophy of keeping things that spark joy, I have reclaimed my voice with more confidence than ever. This is not just because I love to organize and have found her methods to be helpful. It is the shedding of my fears, worries, anxieties, and insecurities that happened when I began the process of decluttering. Because every item carried the energy from an experience, a bad choice or memory, I had to let go both physically and emotionally. By applying the same philosophy to all aspects of my life, I was able to define what I love and value the most. I learned not to settle, to stand up for my beliefs. I learned the type of relationships I want to keep, and the type of lifestyle I want to live. I realized that all this time I have been so focused on “doing” what was expected of me, I was neglecting the part of “being” who I am.
Every item I chose to let go of was another chance to practice saying no. I got rid of what has been taking up space in my home, mind and heart. What I kept were symbols of life experiences that shaped me, and things that made me smiled a little bigger and walked a little taller. That’s what was missing, a confidence and understanding of who I am. I finally saw myself in clear view, and gained more self respect to not make excuses or apologize for being true.
I know it might seem like such a big promise to get all that from organizing but it did just that. There’s only one YOU. Only you know what fills your heart with joy. Real happiness fuels us. It can heal and make us feel braver and stronger. When you fill your life with things and people you love, they will love you back.
Uncover your voice from the clutter, and let yourself be heard.