I sometimes cross-post blog posts with my Midlife Woman blog, but instead, I'll refer you to it here.
The post is about my process of decluttering my home. I've realized I'm being decluttered mentally and spiritually while in the depths of this process of decluttering my home.
One of the topics discussed with my group recently is that of our fantasy self. This is actually a deep topic that I'm not sure I can do justice to here.
The Fantasy Self
The fantasy self is that woman we imagine we want to be or who we think we are. But the proof is in the pudding. It's in the fruit we bear.
For instance, I'm not a world-class birthday cake baker if I never bake cakes or dislike baking.
In my course, we are taught we are free to pass on our Cuisinart mixer or food processor to someone else if it's not being used by us. Doing so will free us from pressure we might put on ourselves as that would-be fantasy Betty Crocker.
What Lies Do You Need to Lay Down?
To be fully US means to lay down lies. Now, I don't mean we intentionally lie to people about who we are. Sometimes we lie to ourselves and don't even know it. Sometimes the enemy Satan lies to us and we believe him. In our human nature, we get off course.
In the Uncluttered Course I'm taking, one of the women in the group pointed out that she had many gardening books she has never referred to. She wants to down-size her collection.
I also have some. I may have flipped through them now and then, but I've never really become that magnificent gardener I dreamed of being.
Now, I know I'm not too old and it's not too late to delve into gardening, but most of what I need to know is on the Internet. I don't need a library of books in our home.
If I'm not going to read my gardening books over the next six months, I am living in fantasy world. It's a world I must demolish if I'm to live authentically. Gardening is one of my passions, but I'm okay with being a mediocre gardener.
Dreams and Visions
I believe in dreaming, creating a vision statement, and setting goals. Doing so is healthy.
But some gurus teach us to reach out to become something God never intended us to be. Or, we start down one track and spin our wheels there beyond the time we're to move on.
I'm feeling that way about life coaching. When obtaining clients and hosting groups started to decline, I turned to writing coaching tools in the form of ebooks instead of looking for private clients to coach.
When I write a book I add the word "life coach" to the front beside my name. I figure it adds to my platform--it validates my writing. After all, I did spend money to take the training and I am a natural life coach. I've been blessed to have sold many self-coaching ebooks as a result.
But there is a bit of a fantasy-self dancing around in there too. I'm not really going to try to be a fulltime life coach again right now, and I sure can't make a living on Kindle book sales.
I'm not ready to declutter all my coaching books and pass them on, but I am parting with some. It's time to lay life coaching down. As a result, I've also decluttered my website and removed the life coaching section. I'm heeding the insight of what I know and putting to rest this fantasy woman.
Where is God Working in Your Life?
On a podcast I recently listened to, the speaker suggested if something isn't working out, God's hand isn't on it. And if God's hand IS on it, we need to rest in His timing not our own.
The speaker also challenged listeners who were in search of life purpose to try new things. They will find out quickly what they aren't cut out for and they may just fall into that which they crave.
There have been many things I've done or tried that haven't worked out. It doesn't make sense. It makes me sad, not glad. I want to be effective just as anyone does. But I can still take the lessons from it, put it down, and try something new.
What is Your Fantasy?
Is there a fantasy self within? Do you have books, decor, or equipment just sitting there not being used because they are part of your past? Do you have bins full of fabric and sewing tools because making your own clothes sounded like a great idea at one time? What else did you start and not finish because it was a passing whim?
What have you tried that didn't work? Are you willing to part ways with the remnants that are left in your home or in your mind in order to start fresh?