Maybe Today

Sliding open these glass doors
I want that great blue heron to

believe I am no threat–he’s
flying across the lake in croaking

protest. I’m considering how to treat
the things in my life with respect.

Bidding goodbye with gratitude to
what no longer gives me joy.

I thought I was spartan but
possessions cling to me like burrs.

I once traveled for three months
carrying only a small backpack.

I found that every gift
lightened my load. Hiking boots

for my huge feet hung from my
shoulder. I remember traders

from Otavalo fingering the leather,
offering exchanges of colorful woven

treasures. We settled on a spare
camera and my sketches from San Agostin–

an eagle swallowing a snake, a two-
headed warrior, mysterious deities

carved into stone, abandoned so
long ago the sculptors’ only trace.

My towels are hung slipshod,
my drawers higgledy-piggledy,

sulking in the dark the things unwanted
as I push them further, filling

my space with everything I have no time
for and a some day that never comes.

Inspired by The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing by Marie Kondo, the book I opened in response to the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt:  “open book, point, write.” Pick up the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. Close your eyes, open the book, and place your finger on the page. Whatever word or phrase your finger lands on, write about it. (And, as always, the post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing (typos can be fixed), and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.)

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

9 thoughts on “Maybe Today”

      1. Yes can relate to that lol …. I once had 3K books. I started by clearing out 100 at a time and let the panic attacks settle before the next 100. Work in progress 🙂

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      2. Books, yikes! I have three times in my life given away all of my books, only to turn around a short time later and discover I have assembled another collection.


  1. “possessions cling to me like burrs” – oh my goodness, so much in that phrase right there. I’ve done a good deal of Kondo-ing in the move but I’m certain not nearly what I can actually do. In another few months I figure I’ll repeat the process and see what I missed on the first go ’round.

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    1. Yes, it’s such a wonderful paradigm shift. I am already experiencing more joy as I choose each moment to keep a possession or let it go, saying yes, I feel joy now, or no, I no longer feel joy, but I’m grateful for the joy this once brought me and excited to pass it on to someone else to feel joy.


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