50 things to throw away for instant decluttering
Many things in there that need to go, many duplicates – some things that I’d rather keep.
Some old books are worth keeping.
Some old clothes are there for unusual activities (like ties, lab coats, vests, etc).
Knowing how long food will keep well for, and being strict about rotating it so new always goes to the back, so old is used first, so that what is lost in freshness has value in the resilience offered by a well stocked pantry. So much in life is made up of choosing an appropriate balance between such competing claims of benefits now, verses benefits at some time of need in the future.
And the more one is prepared to explore some domains of the unknown and chaos, the more one must achieve some sort of psychological balance between the unknown and the known, and sometimes that can be achieved by keeping something simply because it is known and familiar – and that can be very important – personally.
So yes – there is certainly some sense in this list, and it isn’t always necessarily appropriate – context can be very important.
Our language, our culture, our being, is founded in ideas with holes in them. All knowledge, all culture, is essentially the mythic “tyrannical father”, that which worked in the past, but isn’t necessarily suited to the ever changing present or future. Eternally the past is some simple model that worked then, but maybe not now. And the rate of change is itself exponentially changing in our present.
Life at every level seems to be that which finds a workable balance between order and chaos. Too much order and nothing changes, things become fixed, brittle, boring, fragile and easily damaged. Too much chaos and order cannot sustain itself.
At every level, from simple replicating molecules to the most abstract of conscious thought (and in all the 20 or so levels of cooperative complex adaptive systems in between that enable us to be what we are), finding a balance between order and chaos, between the known past and the unexplored territory of the future, seems to be essential.
We must explore the unknown, to find solutions to the existential terrors we already know about, yet the unknown may conceal dangers too. So there can never be perfect security, and the more friends we have, to rescue us when we need rescuing, to help us clean up when we really make a mess of things, the better we all are.
Modern automated systems give us many abilities to eliminate many of the problems that have plagued humanity since time immemorial, and they cannot ever be free of risk.
To live is to have the risk of death.
So it becomes incredibly complex, as individuals can be many levels apart in the way they look at existence, in the models we make of it, in the directions and actions we see as most likely to deliver the greatest benefit to all over the longest time. Sometimes it can almost seem like existing in different universes.
[followed by to Helen’s missing pieces comment]
I challenge that idea Helen.
We are all so complex that our own perceptions of ourselves can only ever be a very low resolution model – a simple caricature in a sense.
We are what we are, each and every one of us, and in every case it is far more than we think, and we can always improve ourselves, and it does pay to acknowledge that we are profoundly complex entities in doing so.
I just finished reading Jordan Peterson’s 12 rules for life this morning, and one of the last things to capture my full attention in a book packed with such things, was the idea that anyone claiming to have found enlightenment is to be treated with great caution, while those seeking it are to be welcomed and attended to. We, and the world we exist in, seem to be so profoundly more complex than our simplistic rational consciousnesses can conceive of, that it often pays to treat all claims of “Truth” with caution, even as we attend closely to the lessons others have to teach, and the lessons our own subconscious minds keep trying to get past the barriers we or culture impose.
Accepting that we are whole as we are, and we can all improve when we can find the energy, and often the demands of daily survival don’t leave a lot of that around, seems to be an essential part of the journey.
I got so many bits cut out it’s amazing I function at all – LOL – and I’m still here, still aiming at my star, taking one step at a time, in the full knowledge of how far away stars are.
It seems to me that clutter can be a barrier to progress when progress is required, and nothing is clutter in and of itself, only in respect to the impedance it provides to specific rates and directions of travel. One person’s clutter can be another’s essential insulation.