I used to watch Clean Sweep on the regular. A softer and gentler Hoarders, it highlighted the trial, sentencing and rehabilitation of messy folk. Peter Walsh served as Executioner, killing clutter with a clear eye and deft hand as the accused often wept. My hero! Like getting drunk during an episode of Intervention, I loved watching Clean Sweep in the orderliness of my own home, bereft of nearly all nostalgia, tchotchkes and soul.
I actually do have cherished pieces stashed here and there (I’m not totally without sentiment) and I up-cycle favorites that would otherwise go on forever collecting dust. For example now we enjoy lounging with our old college sweatshirt (Kris) and Army fatigues (me).
But I have empty shelves and empty closets and have always had them no matter how small our home. Room to breathe. I wish I felt the same way about my jeans. But on the topic of Peter Walsh and home organization, as a guest on Oprah a few years ago, together they made the point that if your home is full, nothing good can ever come in. Make room for possibilities in other words.
I don’t think of my shelves as empty. I think of them as available. I work hard so that my home, like my mind and heart, remains available to possibility.
I’m talking to you Universe. The path has been cleared.