tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post283305052264182237..comments2023-12-31T03:16:49.841-05:00Comments on Splendor In A Plastic World: PossessedChantelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10324845550553743658noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-24319876387137209632012-03-19T13:28:23.935-04:002012-03-19T13:28:23.935-04:00This is a good post.This is a good post.Gina Gaohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09032273127593718883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-67569700100045318542012-03-15T19:40:03.991-04:002012-03-15T19:40:03.991-04:00I've wondered the same thing far too many time...I've wondered the same thing far too many times. Then, when we lost everything but each other, I realized how much we didn't need. Life is much simpler now, and I try to keep it uncluttered.<br />I had a perfect summer once where I too lived out of a box. My only extra anything was my journal.<br /><br />.. and some day I AM going to keep driving, just to see where I end up.le Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07901186271246515448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-72228062676401044402012-03-14T13:32:25.049-04:002012-03-14T13:32:25.049-04:00Maybe you just like things simple. A lot of us lik...Maybe you just like things simple. A lot of us like things to be simple and when life starts throwing things your way, the easiest way to take control is to clean things out so our homes are yet again uncluttered. Nothing wrong with that. Everyone needs a little time to themselves too.Mary Kirklandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04991095291522043588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-60616555514106535392012-03-09T12:51:39.249-05:002012-03-09T12:51:39.249-05:00Bliss--I've always felt a sort of...tangible l...Bliss--I've always felt a sort of...tangible love in previously owned things. Like there is a lingering sense of being wanted in them. Silly, perhaps?<br /><br />Prairie--it does sneak up on us, doesn't it?<br /><br />Mermaid--oh, such a lovely idea...<br /><br />Mary--your soul is so endearing. (and I cannot imagine losing even a single child...how does one breathe after?) I must admit I am a tad envious of your return to Spain, but know you're leaving bits of your heart behind...<br /><br />Loerzels--thank you, and be wary! :)<br /><br />Warrior--that voice is keeping me from sleep at times, but reminds me to never set aside my heart. And thank you!<br /><br />Empress--oh, how wretched is the life that just barely avoids dispair...there is so much more! <br /><br />Brian--I've had the same wild thoughts at times. I mean, if we had two families in our place, someone else might even cook once in a blue moon?? And you're welcome. :)Chantelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10324845550553743658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-5307831777900740762012-03-09T10:44:52.386-05:002012-03-09T10:44:52.386-05:00thanks for the hit too on the poetry contest...thanks for the hit too on the poetry contest...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-488611753405166642012-03-09T10:44:34.698-05:002012-03-09T10:44:34.698-05:00no you are not...and these are not crazy thoughts....no you are not...and these are not crazy thoughts...i crave simplicity...stuff stresses me...and in the current economic conditions the reality is it is just not mart to be investing in more stuff...i get wild thoughts about things like communal living sometimes ot house sharing with another family...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-46517239992209130472012-03-07T14:54:52.268-05:002012-03-07T14:54:52.268-05:00chills. Because I have just been thinking this sa...chills. Because I have just been thinking this same thing.<br /><br />I need to return to just what we need.<br /><br />What are my children seeing and learning.<br /><br />It's so much more than just avoiding become a Hoarder's episode.<br /><br />Lovely to read something "real" and relatable today.<br /><br />THANK YOU.Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-17090334123796005462012-03-07T14:52:12.309-05:002012-03-07T14:52:12.309-05:00Possessed. Sure. Of an awareness...
Ask who it is...Possessed. Sure. Of an awareness...<br /><br />Ask who it is that is looking at your life in this way. I mean who is it that has raised this observation from within. I venture that it is not possession but a voice, (the real you) helping you to realise that you are awake and that the present moment is all there ever is. <br />Sure enough family and things and responsibilities give us a feeling of who we are, an identity. But it may be that who we really are is not identified with all these things, but in being in the moment and knowing that here we can really be, our truest selves.<br /><br />I have reading suggestions if you need more clarity.<br /><br />I loved your post it got us all thinking and opening up to ourselves.<br /><br />Big hugs and loads of love, your comment was hugely appreciated.<br />P.W. xPeaceful Warriorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06609969596188204544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-23948183286346069452012-03-07T08:20:54.178-05:002012-03-07T08:20:54.178-05:00Dearest Chantel,
There is a post I put up that you...Dearest Chantel,<br />There is a post I put up that you may enjoy. :DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-83456164789388703292012-03-07T03:40:31.675-05:002012-03-07T03:40:31.675-05:00I love this! And yes, now I'm questioning if ...I love this! And yes, now I'm questioning if I too am posessed.Marie Loerzelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11122641412197329551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-47637424852921271082012-03-07T02:49:09.349-05:002012-03-07T02:49:09.349-05:00One day, hopefully, when I write as candidly as yo...One day, hopefully, when I write as candidly as you, I will have arrived! Truly. <br />Just to keep driving. . . yes, that has occurred to me more than once. <br />Still in CA, finally have my documents and am about to leave again for Spain. What a whirlwind, and little time to blog or follow blogs.<br />I wish I could say the visit has soothed this mother's soul, but the story isn't over. I've thought of Stafford, the hymnist who wrote, It is Well With My Soul, who lost five of his children and still managed to pen those words. Mine are alive and have growing and learning to do, as difficult as that journey seems to be at this time. <br />I'm glad you are with your three there. A toast to discovering that joy within us. And then sharing it with those we love. Blessings!Freckled Philologisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05249352979695529622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-5982436101288744832012-03-06T20:30:52.011-05:002012-03-06T20:30:52.011-05:00big homes, big lives, big loves, can be exhausting...big homes, big lives, big loves, can be exhausting....we all need a holday once in awhile...some time off to just have fun...with no responsibilities at all....Isla Holbox, Yucatan, Mexico....go there.....that will revive you!mermaid galleryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04678555215616371872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-3080947353599645232012-03-06T19:51:06.418-05:002012-03-06T19:51:06.418-05:00It amazed me how little I can live with in this h...It amazed me how little I can live with in this house, but it slowly accepts some clutter.Out on the prairiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548162534362532705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-66745229606710257202012-03-06T16:43:17.578-05:002012-03-06T16:43:17.578-05:00There was a time when I loved collecting pottery a...There was a time when I loved collecting pottery and other pretty things, all new of course. I admire the fact that you've been acquiring previously owned pieces and giving them new life. As for feeling possessed, everyone longs for change now and again. Can you get away for a weekend? One evening? Anything?Nancy/BLissed-Out Grandmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17223278142557533175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-29516059744185706252012-03-06T14:36:44.471-05:002012-03-06T14:36:44.471-05:00BamaTrav--I love when someone tells me to go to be...BamaTrav--I love when someone tells me to go to bed!<br /><br />Terlee--I know you're right, Spring will bring her lavender sweetness...fireflies make any burden lighter, don't they?<br /><br />Robbie--oh, so well said; the word "mourn" embodies how I sometimes ache for those days.<br /><br />Lizzie--can I take you up on all of those?? <br /><br />Alison--lol Oh love, you know indeed, good luck! (I despise wallpaper)<br /><br />Sarah Kate--you're so right, it's an odd sensation to envy someone with nothing...well, nothing but the ability to sleep as late as they want. :)<br /><br />Mandy--solitude...sweet joy, that. (can I admit I once crawled under the folding table to the space behind the washer....and just sat for a bit?)Chantelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10324845550553743658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-48334960237625268082012-03-06T14:08:37.741-05:002012-03-06T14:08:37.741-05:00I think it's the human condition, no?
When I ...I think it's the human condition, no?<br /><br />When I was single and alone all I craved was company. A family. A full house. Now that I have those, oh how I crave solitude.Mandy_Fishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05561598721266208665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-44100883894804235942012-03-06T13:45:58.653-05:002012-03-06T13:45:58.653-05:00Ahhh, well you know I can relate to this right now...Ahhh, well you know I can relate to this right now. I really appreciated the comment you left on my blog last week about trying to balance everything, and figuring out what I can cut out, etc. <br /><br />"How much is enough" for sure. For me, that can extend to material possessions, but also to just the "things" I do. I can see how you'd envy the homeless on the surface - no responsibilities, no possessions. We take on too much, we really do. Clearly we are if we can look at some of the earth's poorest people and feel even the tiniest amount of jealousy...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-62063700701912794952012-03-06T13:21:56.441-05:002012-03-06T13:21:56.441-05:00come on
just a little glitter?
but yes
i do know ...come on<br />just a little glitter?<br /><br />but yes<br />i do know what you mean<br /><br />sometimes<br />i feel the weight of my house<br />and all the work it requires<br /><br />the energy it can leech me<br />and i think<br /><br />why again<br />did we tie ourselves <br />to this hulk of wood and stone?<br /><br />but alas<br />that urge to nest<br />and fluff that nest<br />runs bone deep<br /><br />and i think that if<br />we lived an insular life<br />the time and money spent<br />would be utterly wasted<br /><br />but<br />we open our home so frequently<br />that it justifies the work<br />to have a place that is <br />welcoming and warm<br />and shared with others<br /><br />(she said as she prepared to go strip<br />yet another room of ceiling to floor wallpaper)<br /><br />alisonAlison Agnewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225278673520387577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-79189048512984560162012-03-06T12:12:05.422-05:002012-03-06T12:12:05.422-05:00Deep breath?
Take a little break?
Cup of tea?
Wa...Deep breath? <br />Take a little break? <br />Cup of tea?<br />Walk outside?<br /><br />Either way, you need you time!Lizziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05203013723319512287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-44923594121098204702012-03-06T12:11:56.845-05:002012-03-06T12:11:56.845-05:00"The years I spent in Guatemala and Mexico, I..."The years I spent in Guatemala and Mexico, I lived out of two boxes..."<br /><br />I remember a period similar for that. Sometimes, when I look at all the things I've acquired since then, I mourn for such simple days.Robbie Greyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06708885869170287258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-3809036514152784982012-03-06T12:03:06.808-05:002012-03-06T12:03:06.808-05:00Perhaps it's just a case of the Winter Doldrum...Perhaps it's just a case of the Winter Doldrums? Imagine the days ahead when that sweet smell of Spring blows into the house thorugh the open doors and windows; flowers bloom, porch swings creak, and suddenly, things seem more...cheerful, easier, not confining, but deeply satisfying.terleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953328625206810683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992417360714180348.post-87926207174451955582012-03-06T09:37:25.139-05:002012-03-06T09:37:25.139-05:00I'm tired now. ;) Get some rest young lady.I'm tired now. ;) Get some rest young lady.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com