Throw your “Old Life” in the “trash can” by getting rid of items with memories that give you feelings and emerge with a new life – free from the so called “toxins of the house”. Just what exactly is the drill here?
I recently ran across a post with a subtle luring on how to get organized, but it was filled with hidden booms of things that were not very wise and my “mind control programming” radar went off. So I have to say:
Beware of groups for psychology lovers that focus on learning psychology and applying it to your daily lives
After reading the Psychology behind the list, it was very much a warning to run far away from this type of mind washing, for it is subtle and had undertones of mind control spell casting. At least it did to me.
As with all covert operations, it sounds inviting and helpful, and if you aren’t very aware you can easily overlook the hidden dangers in the direction you are being led.
The “blessed be for you always” was a bit charismatic when added with “As you cleanse watch what changes in you.” And “As we clean our physical house, we also place order to our mind and heart.” The “practice detachment with material things that just fill your space” had an eerie WEF idea to it as they want us to have nothing and be happy? Couple that with the “and you’ll see how you’ll slowly be able to do the same with more momentous situations.” It just rings with a metaphysical tone. But that’s just me. What do you think?
This read like the WEF’s Klaus Schwab “Have nothing and be happy” conditioning, straight out of global think tanks and or Tavistock Institute for mind control. What they do is include some truths among the lies and deception. They get you buying into the package by showing the parts that you will agree with as they weave some spiders in the mix. Spiders are the lies and deceit that form webs inside your thinking once you allow it in.
This type of psychological warfare is aimed at our things that hold memories, like cards, notes and stuff of all kinds calling the past, with the notion that we can throw our old memories of our life into the trash can, and that will make us cleansed, free and no longer toxic?
But no one can argue that clutter is NOT attractive? And we can say all sorts of things about hoarders and hoarders of cats and dogs for that matter? But trust me all clutter and things we have saved that can’t be used are not toxins in our “physical” house. It is part of us and our personality. It is the way we operate. Especially if we are creative. Everyone’s own space expresses who they are and what they are doing. We are not clones or robots. (Although the SMART people at the WEF are wanting us to be.)
For example, creative people aren’t concerned about what others may call clutter or a mess. And don’t try to rearrange things or tidy up their working space – they will know exactly when you did that and not be happy, for they know where everything is and it is exactly where they want it to be. Let me explain, anyone can clean, but few can create perfect messes like a writer, a researcher, inventor, musician or an artist! Even a mother raising her family has her own clutter areas where she has the comfort things for the children. They know where everything is, even if you don’t! They stay focused on the work. If it bothers you, leave the room, or the building. (Depending on how creative their work has become.)
You may not understand the creative processes that cause an artist to paint all day and all night and not stop to eat. And you may not understand the desire of a Biblical researcher whose bread is the word and the books and notes spread out all over the table and the floor are as valuable as gold to them. And trust me, in return, the creative person may not understand those with the obsession to have everything in order, neat, clean and out of sight.
How would you feel if someone came into your home and began throwing things about to make it feel homier to them by cluttering it up a bit? I bet you would be outraged and shocked. Well, that’s how the creative person feels when you invade their office, studio or cluttered living space. I have seen homes with pictures of family and friends all over every inch of wall, and lined up in rows and rows on every piece of furniture that can hold them. I dare you to tell them to put them in a box in a closet and or pick out a few and put the rest in the trash? I dare you. We all have different ways of functioning and our own little quirks, and some have big quirks. That is what makes us all unique. We are not A.I. robots…at least not yet. And we won’t ever be as long as we stay grounded in the truth and the Lord. Amen.
I DARE A PSYCHOLOGIST TO TOUCH A WRITERS WORK SPACE AND TELL THEM TO THROW THINGS OUT THEY AREN’T USING! HOW ABOUT TELLING THEM TO GET RID OF THE OLD BOOKS COLLECTING DUST ON THEIR SHELF OR FLOORS?
And don’t you dare even think about messing with a guys tools and messing in his work area! There are a lot of memories in there and most likely he wants to keep every one of them!
Go ahead and make fun of Uncle George (fictitious name) all you want to, but when your car isn’t starting, you know who to call to help you fix it. Yep, Uncle George, that crazy uncle that has that messy garage filled with messy clutter!
Are you getting the big picture yet on how productive people work in the real world outside of the A.I. programming and mind control?
But now I’ve heard it all – throwing out memories in the cards of loved ones because they are toxic and keeping you from moving forward in your clean new self (mind) and making space for new feelings? Not buying into that at all. You cannot throw away your past or give it away by cleaning your house. But you can mind wash someone into believing you can. There is no redemption in a clean house with nothing in it. And your fleshly body doesn’t become cleansed from the past by sitting in a house free of old items. But that’s what psychology is selling and putting into the minds of those who want to be free of toxic thoughts, also known as spiritual warfare.
But it was the comments of people buying into this psych hit that was the most shocking. Almost all agreed with the entire premise.
Now there is a difference between creative clutter, and laziness that leads to filth. We also know what extreme hoarding is. We all know that difference. And that is not what they were describing in the cleaning out process of their idea of cleansing.
This reminded me of divide and conquer. Get the ones with clean phobias against the more creative ones who don’t mind clutter, harping on each other. It reminded me of the detective TV show Monk. Remember Monk?
That being said, there is also a big difference between hoarding and saving things for a rainy day, and or saving to help others later. I remember one time when I was finishing up the cleaning out of a home for a friend who was moving out of state and had already left. I found a graduation cap and gown and other items that belonged to the friends young daughter. I felt these were important and so I saved these items and contacted the daughter to come and get them at the house (I had placed them all in a box with pictures and other things it looked like she would want to keep). When the daughter (who was young) came for the box she looked at the cap and gown and other things and said, “I don’t need these things. I have too much junk as it is.” She said I could pitch them and left. Well, I saved that box. I thought, one day she may decide she wants these, or the mother might want them. I called the mother and she said, save the box? I also saved some pieces of furniture that were filled with memories. Or so I thought. Even though the daughter had said to pitch them.
To make a long story short, some few short years later I got a call and she asked if I still had that box with her graduation cap and gown in it? I did. She was so happy I did not throw it away like she said and also the pictures that were in the box. (There were pictures too.) She came and got it and was so thankful I didn’t listen to her and throw it all out. It meant so much to her now, even though it didn’t then. She also took the pieces of furniture and said, I remember when….and shared her stories. It all NOW meant a lot to her. These were good memories.
The moral of this entire story is…
Beware of wolves in sheep’s clothes and any mind controlled systems of Tavistock Institute such as MK Ultra and psychology studies to control the minds of people to market them into their way of thinking!
The truth is, you can be alone in a room, swept clean… and you are still left with your thoughts. You will still feel, think, and make decisions. Some things are part of you and will be forever in your heart and mind. Moving on with your life doesn’t mean forgetting all the things you experienced, the good, the bad and the ugly. It means not dwelling on them. It also means cherishing the good things.
The truth is you will not be able to run from your memories of loved ones or abuse. These need to be dealt with and the best way to deal with sorrow and or broken relationships is through the power of the Holy Spirit who our Father God sent to also comfort us. Be it encouragement or forgiveness, the Lord will help you heal the heart. You cannot run from your past, nor can you throw it away. You can be forgiven and forgive others and move forward. And remembering loved ones who passed on is a blessing, not toxic. So is recalling the good things you have done, even if it is remembered by a broken shoe. That shoe has memories. Now apply common sense with this, if you are cleaning out a closet and the shoe is worn and broken and of no use… pitch it. But if it had a good memory and you want to keep it, you can keep it.
Why are they now marketing your life and trash cans?
With that logic, we can throw out everything in a museum for it is old and much of it is filled with toxic memories. ( Not to mention made up opinions and stories??) Yet, some toxic things remind us of what to never do again. But, isn’t it the Tavistock Institute and their mind programming that goes along with erasing true history and making up their own versions of what took place? Wasn’t it Tavistock Mind controllers who invented psychology in the first place? Yes it was.
They now have t-shirts that say “I’m Trash” for $16, and “I’m Trash” pins for $2.00. They have phone cases, hats, magnets, totes, stickers? Why?
(This sure looks like it is organized.)
Trust me, when you call yourself trash and allow mind control propaganda pushers to thrust you in a box, without your surroundings that remind you of who you are, what you have been through and how you have grown into who you are… there will come a day when you remember all the things you threw away. Many of those things are still in your memory, and the regret of your foolishness of calling these little things toxic??? Well, that will be the most toxic thing of all. For many will find that without remembering who you are and what you have been through, and the value you had to others, and others had to you …. well, that idea is the beginning of what leads a person into the emptiness and void of heart of the simple things that truly mattered in your short-lived life here on this earth. Some will suffer deep depression. Others? Well, there are many scenarios and one of them is mind control by frequencies. They call that transhumanism. That is a nasty global goal of the WEF, and we have all heard about that.
What will it feel like to know you threw away the note your child gave you when he was five or that picture he drew with love and was so proud of when he handed it to you because a psychology grafter said it was toxic? What can that little drawing mean to your child when he is a young man to see that you still have it? That love you felt when you received it is still giving out love – only now it’s going back and being felt by the one who first gave it. Memories. If you have them… keep them. They are not toxic. Putting them in the trash can is what is toxic.
What will it feel like to want to see that vase you made in your own first pottery class when you have thrown it out? Where will your memories take you when you long to see that family album that you threw away because a family member passed on and some psychology grifter told you it was toxic for your life to look at such things?
Throwing out what is truly toxic in our lives like porn, and abusive relationships is much different than throwing out a photo of your father, mother, child, or friend because they passed away. As a writer I look at the many things I have collected along my life’s journey and each thing gives me inspiration, ideas, and feelings needed to be creative. Some things remind me of life lessons, and other things remind me of times I need to never forget. Some things just make me smile.
I love to give some of my precious things to family and friends who also love them. The most important things I can give them is the stories attached to them; be it how it was acquired, the time I got it and where… how, or who gave it to me and why. The history behind the item is the most valuable thing to give. Or so that is what I believe. What do you believe?
Today we all look back at the time of our Lord and try and imagine what that would have been like to hear Him speak? To see him in the flesh? God made us with memories for a reason. Memories are what make us stronger in our faith. Remembering how the Lord got us through our darkest hour and how the Lord gave us joy and the many times he was there when we needed Him the most, even when we didn’t deserve it by our own actions. Memories of scriptures of warning and of joy, and of those that build our faith are precious.
So when the psychology grifters push toxic ideas at you… will you know it? Or will you applaud these sorts of ideas to erase your life? How do you feel about others calling the things you have and cherish toxic like #7. Stuff of all kinds calling the past? #4. Old cards and notes? #1. Objects you no longer use? Who believes that these things are toxic to your well-being?
I also found that there is a mind wash push to the downhearted to have wallpaper quotes by poets who encourage them to just give up? Do you see the attempts to push buttons of those who have believed lies?
Surrounding yourself with this anti inspiring garbage will most likely lead to depression… that’s what I believe. You see those who studied the mind know that everything you see, is put inside your subconscious mind. Your subconscious mind doesn’t know if the thing really happened, or you saw it in a picture or a movie. Your conscious mind determines and recalls that. All that you ever saw or read is somewhere in your memories. Mind control researchers are trying to find a way to stop people from thinking and feeling things. Harari says they don’t know what we are thinking, and they can’t have that. I say, keep thinking and calling on the Holy Spirit to discern all things. Wear the whole armor of God. Read Ephesians Chapter 6.
If you want to know what it would be like to have a life without the things you have, check into a hotel room and only take the things you wear and shoes that are not broken and see how you feel after a week of being in that room. Stay in it as your new home for a week. Did I say week? Make it a month. Then return to your home and when you do… you will look at everything a lot differently. You just might find you love all the things some psych grifter “thought suggested” for you to put in the trash and you just might realize it was the psychology grifter that was the real thing toxic!
Keep on pressing into the Kingdom of God! Press, press, press!
Dianne
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Testing the waters here.
What an emotional article.
I grew up poor but crawled out of the dark hole and survived when I ‘moved to the city’ from a small Iowan farm. [I had ten siblings]. Paid for my own rent, car, and college education working 3 jobs so my grades were ‘average’. [Took 6 years to finish college against all odds]. Met a guy who had a 9 year old…had 2 sons of my own….we moved back to his ‘home town’ and this house I have lived in since 1992 is a small historical mansion, built in the ’30’s and I was basically a ‘college-educated’ stay-at-home mom, leaving behind that ‘great degree’ & job to provide beautiful memory’s & safety for my kids.
We are estranged from the 9 year old who is now 48…things aren’t much better with my sons and the liberal stuff they learned in college combined with the liberal women they married have turned my world upside down.
Back in 2020, during the 1st covid lock down, I decided to start organizing all the stuff … I made 3 piles organized in a room in the basement. They did not want much of any of it [if they could be bothered to even look]…meanwhile, parents and in- laws died years ago, so I had a 4th pile of old treasures and photo albums…I have a pile of old home movies and photo albums.
On December of 2021, I had reached out to Dianne about what to do about emotional blackmail with my son…
He was about to be a new daddy, and he told me: “no vaccination, no see your grand kid”….I will forever be obliged to Dianne with her advice.
This has overlapped into another area – inheritance money. Husband and I worked so hard for many years, and at this point, if they don’t want to know about these item’s history, or their own, what do I do with all this stuff? With the hopes they will ‘one day’ want to see old video’s? My youngest son doesn’t care to learn about his ancestors or the struggles they had…what little I have from my mom/her side is to be discarded or ended up in a landfill? Makes a person like me wonder if the ‘stuff’ they accumulate will some day end up in a ‘land fill’. For sheets & giggles, watch the George Carlin video on ‘stuff’.
Are my kids waiting for us to die so they can inherit this $? Will they just bulldoze this house down? [This used to be quite the party house and my d.i.l. thinks there is too much 3rd hand smoke in the walls and woodwork].
One of the reasons I hung on to their stuff was for the day they settle down….but with one kid in the military, and the other one who can’t afford a home in Denver, it looks like it will never happen….the straw’s that broke the camel’s back? This last December my older son returned an old rocking horse from when he was born, claiming they didn’t have any ‘room’ for it…the other straw that broke? Step-daughter not inviting us to her upcoming son’s wedding..at the very least, she could have sent an invite to her dad/grandpa. The 3rd straw was of course the blackmail….what’s it all about? For 39 years, I have worked on keeping this family together…what did I learn? Step parenthood is a farce….emotional blackmail is terrible…my wisdom regarding health issues is equal to ‘witchcraft’ & I am a racist Trump supporter – and no they don’t want any ‘stuff’. Sometimes, I will hold an object in the air and ask my husband: “Do you know where this came from?”. He has not done very well with this game!
So ‘if’ my kids come around, are these kids trying to be ‘nice’ for the inheritance?
Oh I forgot to mention how my 6 year old grand son told me I am not to use the word ‘stupid’ [I was referring to a fake drawer in the kitchen, telling him it was a ‘stupid design’]….there are many new rules now when they come for a ‘visit’….and I work very hard at home cooking and cleaning this little mansion/and fresh bedding….husband has had many health scares since he is heavily vaccinated….and all kids have been too busy to come back to help….they just want to be entertained and no further discussions of any sort are allowed.
If I shall die first, inheritance money won’t matter…but so help me God, if I am in a position to declare who gets what? I will be like I was when the kids were little: “Please write a paragraph as to why you think you deserve…..”.
You love your prodigal sons/daughters regardless for your heart is what you shall be judged by, not theirs. There are things you can do to find others in need of some things like a rocking horse that was refused… there are families who would cherish that. Same as in a will, you can leave your property to whom ever you desire, even a stranger. Smile. The stranger just may value that property like a castle… seek and you shall find the one that God lays on your heart to give it to. A person in need and let it be known in the will that the Lord has led your heart to the recipient, not you. So praise the Lord for the home. Smile. I am beginning to believe this is the message for many of His children to begin to see. I have a friend whose wealthy aunt passed and left the majority of her estate (a few millions) to her Church and doled out the rest to nieces and nephews and some friends in smaller doses. Like ten thousand to 1 thousand dollars. That was how she did it. At the time, the friend who said they were ONCE close. But hadn’t seen her in years wondered why she didn’t give her more. I had no idea and just listened to her woe of what she and others could have done with the money. I now understand her logic where at the time I wondered why she even bothered to include nieces and nephews etc. There was a big message sent in the way she did that. Smile. To recall back, there was no asking for any of her things as a keep sake, the focus was on the money. So, that being said… remember you can will your belongings to whomever you desire. Smile.
And if you are taken home first… rejoice that your reward is in heaven and not in the things of the world. Remember the soldiers cast lots for Jesus’s garment as those of the temple shouted blasphemies at Him. They willingly discarded the greatest gift and knew it not. Don’t let the foolish and blind ones take away your joy, your memories, nor your power to forgive and give to others freely. Pray unceasing and the Holy Spirit will guide you. Amen.
Thank you for replying Dianne…a little while ago I was ‘thumped on the head’ (my expression from loved ones passed on) and I have decided to bury the items…we have land that I have in mind for this and these items deserve a proper burial. ‘Smile’ as you say right? !
Imagine someone’s delight when they find these things…
As far as the rocking horse, I gave it to my younger son and his son is enjoying it. But it still breaks my heart. [Especially since it was from the oldest son’s Godmother….and they have gone through the motions of Catholic rituals such as a Catholic wedding and Baptism ]. I have put all their home-made Christmas ornaments in the attic. [I don’t wish to discuss how that made me feel mostly because youngest son is now an ‘atheist’].
Oh well, such is life….I will pray on this more.
I have a metal trunk in the attic filled with many memories. I had the trunk when I was 11 years old and kept a diary. The trunk holds that diary as well as love notes, prom pictures, an old jewelry box and many other treasures that my son will probably chuckle about after I die. I think that he’ll find the childhood love notes quite hysterical! I am sentimental and I have a Mother’s Day gift from my son on my antique dresser mirror. He describes me in his words and it is so precious. It has faded over the 25 years with the sunlight. I hang onto all of these tokens because they have made me the person who I am today.
My grandmother taught me to have a “keepsake” box for my little treasures when I was a girl. That keepsake box became larger over the years. Many household things I offered to family, friends and would finally donate. My husband and I each have a keepsake storage box of notes, letters, cards, photos, essays and drawn pictures we have saved. We go through them occasionally when we want to revisit our past. I am sorry we disposed of our vinyl collection, but we still have cassette tapes and CDs. Over the years we have given to our children those items which pertain to them (once they were old enough to evaluate the value). My husband has his own room (extra small bedroom) for his stamp collection and I never enter for cleaning. We don’t live in the past but love the occasional visits and memories. I believe we learn from history, even our own history. Walks down memory lane are enjoyable. We also know that God gives us today to do the with as we best can…tomorrow is a promise and yesterday was a learning experience. Hopefully all of our days include(d) love and faith.
A little off base, but I just read today that Willie Mays, passed away yesterday at 93.
I went to Candlestick Park 3 or 4 times as a kid with my Grandpa and cousins to watch The Say Hey Kid, and the rest of the Giants play. RIP Willie..!!
Dianne This was such a great article and got me to thinking again. I have always been someone I would consider awake to the real world, but even this article got me to thinking that they have been trying to control EVERY ASPECT of our lives and some even AWAKE people do not see. I believe it is all in controlling our minds. How can we truly grow if we forget where we have already been. I believe the worst thing you can ever do is forget where you have been. These are things that help keep a person HUMBLE
And it all started with a paddle on the hind-end…
No Henry, the cup of the hand 🥰
Going to work one morning (45 miles ow) listening to my daily dose of spiritual food from a local pastor in JAX. He was sharing his method of discipline he had for his children. He stated when the children started getting out of the toddler stage the children like to try their wings out. One day the growing of their wings
Lead them in trouble with Dad. I believe this was the oldest child and probably his first spanking. Dad explained to the young ones God made everything for a reason. To administer the punishment Dad told the young child he was to push his pants down where he could cup his hand around that little cheek. Dad said the cup of his hand fit “perfectly”
Around that small little butt “cheek”.
He told the toddler, “God makes everything for a reason” 🥰👼
🤣…True Indeedy.
Proverbs 26:3 KJV
A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool’s back. (In most modern sense “fool’s ass”, too).
However, in the old days men were scourged on their back mostly, b/c it was MUCH more painful.
100% Mr. Adkins!
Deuteronomy 8:2 KJV
And thou shalt remember ALL the way which the LORD thy God led thee these forty years in the wilderness, TO HUMBLE thee, and TO PROVE thee, TO KNOW what was in thine heart, whether thou wouldest keep his commandments, or no.
Commit EVERYTHING(memories, testimonies, etc) to GOD ALMIGHTY for Safe Keeping and he will keep it in YOUR treasure house in Heaven in THE PLACE HE IS PREPARING FOR YOU, as you live and breathe.
Matthew 6:21 KJV
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
He will remind you of things just when you need them. No one or thing can steel them from God, and we can’t know perfectly well when we need them, but God will remember and remind us in perfect timing.
Matthew 13:52 KJV – Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things NEW AND OLD.
I clean houses for people(some are neat & tidy, some are clean, some are filthy, some are hoarders, some have little, some have much)…but I NEVER throw anything in the trash without asking them first, or letting them see what I deem TRASH…I am entrusted to organize, sort, and clean very personal things, and customers have me stay and work on this while they are away. It is a privilege of sort to be trusted, as a personal Butler or Servant.
“One man’s floor is another man’s ceiling”, just as one man’s trash can be another man’s treasure.
Great Article Dianne!
Very Necessary for this end of the age when History is Rewritten Daily, The Good is Thrown in the Garbage or Burned, and The Sewer Thrown in our Faces, and Served on The Kitchen Table.
It is an understatement to say these days are Backwards and Upside Down. These days ARE EVIL INDEED!
Isaiah 26:3 KJV – Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.
Psalm 119:165-170 KJV
Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them.
LORD, I have hoped for thy salvation, and done thy commandments.
My soul hath kept thy testimonies; and I love them exceedingly.
I have kept thy precepts and thy testimonies: for all my ways are before thee.
Let my cry come near before thee, O LORD: give me understanding according to thy word.
Let my supplication come before thee: deliver me ACCORDING to thy word.
Oh Me, Oh My! I Love My Things! You made me think and cry with me remembering all the memories of all the stuff I have and my dad asking me how I could remember all I do and that he asked would I remember him forever like I do all the other people and things of course I said YES! I would never forget! He is gone now and I never forget him or others and I keep All My Things! Love you Dianne! Iwont ever forget all you you done for all us here! 😁💗🥰
Very true Emma…we never forget those who embarked on our journey.
I built a little planter box out front, and last year I noticed a plant on the outside edge that I hadn’t planted, but it was a plant that a dear old friend who had recently passed loved, called a Forget-Me-Not…I scratched my knoggin’ as I know most of the neighbors, and no-one has that plant…my wife’s last words to her were “come back and visit me”. This fall I’m re-planting that box with her plant and other favorites and calling it Forget-Me-Not.
My favorite Orchard, I couln’t pass it up..lol
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My dear God mother, my Aunt, Gave me a long time ago a beautiful old climbing rose that never grew for me then one day not long ago after she passed I planted a pine tree in the spot and now year after year her rose climbs that pine tree and blooms the most beautiful pink blossoms every year since. I was scratching My Head too wondering where did that rose come from and lo and behold my aunt has come to stay with me to remember her always she was waiting for me to remember her! 😊💕
Tong asked me to tell you he knows how it feels to be that size in a chair. He said he could have sworn you were taller and had no idea you were close to his size. I had to explain it to him… but he still thinks you are really closer to his size. He said the photo doesn’t lie. You are his hero.
GREAT article Dianne.
Love your comment also!!❤️
Sleep patterns are another thing that gets debated. Some people are early morning people and work best going to bed early and rising early 4 or 5 A.M.. Others perform better by staying up late and getting a lot done and sleeping in to 8 or 9 maybe even until noon – if they went to bed when the early morning risers were just getting up around 4 or 5. Funny isn’t it we never hear the late nighters harping on the early morning risers, it’s always the other way around. Yet, our world functions 24/7! We have people who work first shift, second shift, and third shift in order to keep things moving. Even in ancient days there were watchman who stayed awake all night to guard the city and or villages. Light sleepers can awake and be ready upon hearing the slightest noise, while others sleep deep and are hard to awaken and take a while to become alert. Imagine if you will having an emergency in the middle of the night – I bet you are thankful that there is a third shift working at the hospital, the fire department, the police, etc. it would be awful if everyone had to go to bed by 8pm or 10 and no one was available to do anything until they woke up. We all are unique and there is a reason God made us all different. We make up a body and not all are the head, the arms, the legs… some are special little joints that make it all move together.
The same thing applies to what we eat. Vegetarians versus meat lovers. It’s not been the meat eaters who shout at vegetarians to eat meat and stop eating plants. Same as climate change – it all fits together like a big brainwashing mind control program designed to agitate and frustrate people due to differences. It’s the root of racism, antisemitism, and all the ism’s to divide and conquer. Loving your neighbor as yourself does not mean forcing them to be exactly like you or what you want. That is control and abuse. It means loving them for who they are and accepting their talents and little quirks. Everyone has a favorite food, favorite flower, favorite color… let them be free to have it. Diversity is a strength. God has given each person born special talents and skills. Find them and use them. Amen.
Amen! And well said, Dianne. It all reflects onto our beloved Creator who made us all different to fulfill His purposes & for His & our enjoyment. How boring it would be if we were all the same. I agree with those who say the evil ones seek to control our minds & how we think. We must seek to have the mind of Christ, to think like The Almighty thinks which is always right. The devil is the ultimate control freak but he will never win, thank God.
I’ll be honest, at first glance I didn’t think much of it, but after your clarification, their intent is much more obvious.
I will say, that I for one, who’s not a creative being, but has always suffered a bit from a.d.d. has learned that some extra “junk” does weigh heavily on the mind.
I first identified this in my daughter, as cleaning her room was always such a heavy task. She would let it get so messy that she felt she couldn’t function in it, so all she would do was sleep in there. She felt like it paralyzed her ability to move. So at some level, a filtered environment is healthy. I think the less we have the easier it is to keep what we have. I for one have 3 kitchen “junk drawers,” that I sometimes wish someone would just come in and dump for me. Just your usual, screws, magnets, pens, crayons, shoe laces…..
I’ll organize it for you…Lol…cause I’ll bet as you stand and watch me dumping it all in the trash, you’ll say..”Wait!, I need that!”, or Oh Looky Here!, my old such & such Papa gave me when I was 12″, or whatever…Lol.
Organized minds often are the most cluttered physically, while Disorganized minds are very organized physically. I found this to be from experience.
My mind is all over the map, and some call me that word they call people who are super(Like Monk)…I forget…lol. While my brother is extremely organized in his mind, and very cluttered physically(but very successful).
Interesting thoughts! I remember that in 2020-2021 that Marie Kondo’s japanese art of decluttering became very popular. It sounds great to get rid of clutter. But what are they really wanting us to do? Between my husband’s fishing collection and my sewing and book collection we really should downsize( life gets in way of many goals). But when it comes to used items in house that do hold memories what do we do with them? I remember that a tip of advice that Marie Kondo gave was to throw out or donate items that no longer brought joy. Well, what happens if one day you found you really needed that item for a useful purpose. Now I maybe can’t replace the item or I need to go spend more money to replace what I got rid of. Or maybe the books that I have, for instance, could be saved for for the next generation! I’m so glad that my grandparents and parents saved items that had special values to them to share with me. We need to consider so much before we give away and donate our belongings. I really try to give items to those who would actually put it to use.
I had to listen to relatives and friends say no one wants antiques anymore
They thought of it as junk
No class whatsoever— shallow brainwashed people
It’s very sad 😞
I agree with you Dawn but it’s hard to find people who actually care
I actually go to antique and thrift stores to find my items that I need. I like to get what is not plastic! One man’s junk is another man’s treasure!
I love going into antique shops and looking for special items. Vintage today also includes so many things we discarded in our own lifetimes. Oh to have saved some of those items – their value today is lucrative. How many things were sold in rummage sales for almost nothing that today are collector items? Smile. Aside from that, as you said… replacing what you got rid of because you decluttered wasn’t always the best thing to do. I was laughed at and made fun of for saving pieces of wood trim. My family quit laughing when it was used to finish off a wall in a new house and it matched. Smile. I had saved that trim for almost 20 years… it was well carved with a unique design and I had thought to use it for some small creative project (I love to make things) ..little did I know that it would be needed to match the wood trim in a house I would later move into.
I bought an antique yellow floral framed mirror it was beautiful to me even though there was a huge scratch or crack in the mirror! I hung it on my wall in a back bedroom smiling every time I walked into the room looking at that mirror now it’s been Years and it finally dawned on me to take that mirror out and I put a cherish old photo of my husband and I dating in it and my husband trimmed a piece of glass for the outside and Oh it looks just like it was meant to be More beautiful then I could imagine!
The sweet memories that I think of every time I see that picture!
That’s funny you brought her up today, as I was just thi king about her while I organized a customer’s entire kitchen & pantry. It’s funny though b/c I knew nothing of her till just recently when a customer told me about her. I never even watched her show longer than 3 min, but had the same thought you just wrote…Lol..
“What are they trying to get us to do?” That is the correct mindset. What are they HINTING AT, coupled with the Hoarder show. THERE IS AN AGENDA BEHIND IT ALL.! ERASE & REWRITE HISTORY, KILL THE ELDERLY, BRAINWASH or KILL THE CHILDREN, AND IMPRISON THE MIDDLE-AGED IN OUR OWN HOMES…Just read 1984, and you will understand where we are at this moment
1984 is here in real time!
Thanks for this one Dianne.
My father passed away 7 1/2 yrs ago. He was my best friend and the first one to take me fishing at age five. The two of us fished together for 48 years. He had several old fishing lures in his basement and I put them in a shadow box that is now in our living room along with a photo of him at the bottom. To the left of the photo is a counter the you click. We used that to keep track of how many fish we had so we wouldn’t go over our limit. The number on the counter is set to 301. That is the date he passed March 1st. There are so many memories in that shadow box.
When my wife and I first started dating, and things became more serious, I told her that if she ever wanted to have trouble between us the quickest way to do that was to try and make me stop fishing. That was 39 years ago. 🙂
Hold on to those precious memories.
Draw nigh unto the Lord and he will draw nigh unto you.
JP, same here for my hubby. When I met hubby he had already started an annual visit to a fishing lodge in Alaska with his father,
brother and a uncle. (Started their trips in
the late 80s, missed one yr. This year will be 30 something years with just he and his brother, now.) But, the collection of reels, rods, flys, pictures, books, letters, etc that I have learned about from hubby are very precious memories with his dad and brother and the lodge keeper family. For gifts for hubby I have framed fishing maps, shadow box flys (every fly different and unique) made photo albums or cards. The memories make more memories when you go back and open the boxes, again and again. The song, 🎼 “Precious Memories” comes to my mind at this moment. Another memory I’d like to share: Hubby & I were married our mothers got together and made a poster board of pictures of him and I as we were growing up. We are definitely the country mice and city mouse couple. 2 examples of the pictures: 1/ Photo of me sitting on a small Ford tractor with overalls about 5 yrs old and hubby in red velvet overall shorts with a new bike at the age of 6 yo 🤪 2/me at 4 yrs old in a washtub in the summer cooling it under a pecan tree. Hubby at a resort at a pool probably 7 yrs old. Isn’t wonderful to know that even our parents wanted to remember the memories so they saved them with a “simple” photo. 🙏🏻❤️🎼🎵
The ‘Precious Memories’ song was on my mind while I was typing my post. I just didn’t take the time to post a link to it.
Neat……it’s a memory you remembered 🎼🎵 this stuff goes deeper than the rabbit hole 🥴💭
Cherish every memory – throw out the Tavistock Psychology mind wash. The Lord is the one that can heal your heart and refresh you…. He is the one to follow – we learn from our mistakes, don’t erase them. Smile.
Amen!
My husband is an avid fly fisherman! We’ll just say he has an Extensive collection! He had been fishing and even making bamboo fly rods for at least 40 years( at least) before we married. There is no way I was messing or getting rid of anything! Amazingly, he remembers where the rods are, there are quite a few), the history of the rod and how much he paid for them! I can’t even keep them straight or remember the names. He also repairs rods, so he has all sorts of parts, pieces and tools for that! As Dianne said, never move things belonging to creative people! He would notice! I have been guilty of organizing! All that to say that he too has lost of great memories fishing and we also are still creating more!
Our pole barn has cane pole, and Rods and reels hung on one wall used by grand dads and kids for generations! I Love all these stories! I Love fishing with family and friends!
Amen. Fishing is a time to be with nature and God. It gives one a time to be still and hear the wind, watch the water for a ripple… and sink deep into thoughts. It is a memory builder and every fisherman has their own fish stories and special moments on the shore and in the boat. It truly teaches patience and discipline. Smile.
It catches you reflecting of All Kinds Of things! Night time and the Harvest moon thinking of family times spent camping and fishing. Never forget! It’s LOVE…..Light and the Lord mending our spirits! Amen
Exactly! My thoughts, when on the water, are if the fish bite that is an added bonus.
AwesomeJP! My husband has a double fish basket and inside is all the bobbers and fishing lures of his dad and grandpa and my dad and grandpas stuff! It hangs from the ceiling in our house!
My wife keeps a spotless house. My shadow box get dusty and she never says a word. She knows eventually I will take everything down dust and put it back.
I don’t care about dust we will clean it eventually! I just took down pictures and cleaned some because we were talking about memories so I was looking at them pictures a little to close and had to get out the dust rag! LOL
I’ve been collecting vinyl records since my Dad taught me how to put a 45rpm on the record player…and now I have over 6,000 LP’s and a few hundred 45’s and boxes of cassettes and 8-tracks. CD’s ruined it for me, especially when a friend of mine and I took a look at the WAV file of a certain LP and CD…man they don’t give a rat’s behind about mixing and it’s all about the more noise the better. Now, I’m contemplating offering the whole collection to a buyer, but that’s gonna be tough, since most of the so-called collectors want them for their value in money, not the music, and they can browse all they want but it’s all or nuttin’. I have my favorites including all my Dad’s in the living room.
Hang on to them goodies..!
Wow 6000! That’s a lot of LP’s! My first real job in the early 1980’s was with CBS Recoords. They were still pressing vinyl records. They were also the largest cassette manufacturing plant in the world. When Michael Jackson’s ‘Thriller’ album was released every piece of equipment in that plant ran that release for nearly 3 years. CBS set a personal plant production record for 24 hrs. 608 thousand cassette tapes duplicated, finished, packaged and in the warehouse ready to ship.
Twice a year CBS would have a employee sale and we could buy LP’s for 2 dollars and cassette tapes for 1 dollar each. Limit 50 per of each per employee. I still have some of the picture disk LP’s. They probably will never be worth much but I still hang onto them. A few of the stars that were on the record label would tour the plant from time to time . I met Ozzy Ozborne and Travis Tritt.
I Worked there 17 1/2 yrs until NAFTA and Cd’s put us under. That was a pretty cool job.
Cool JP!
Keep um Henry! I Love mine!
Henry, Tong said to keep them. Money is nothing compared to the real thing. That is part of what makes you, YOU!!