I have been cleaning out the drawers in my bedroom. Things are of no importance to me in this decade of my life. It is a holiday weekend and I have ample time to do this slowly and yet I find myself rushing through it as I have rushed through my life. I have always had a sense of urgency and now it becomes a self-teaching. What’s the hurry, Vicki?

I now know how deeply the neuropathy and tremors have affected me. As the tremors will get worse in time, I need to leave a clear record of when bills are due, etc. I have always been the “secretary” of the family. Bob worked full-time until when he retired. Then he had a few good years before the multiple myeloma started its slow journey through his bloodstream.

Okay, it is time for me to minimize and not maximize things. I quickly get tired of rummaging through drawers and sit down on the floor and look at some photos. They should all be in one place—I make a mental note of that.

There is jewelry of little value and I wear less and less of it. I have never worn earrings and now I have stopped wearing things that have difficult clasps.

And what about the concepts that have become useless? Thank God I don’t have a full record of them. I have been a perfectionist, a minimalist and a neat freak. These qualities belong to Vicki, not to my soul.

I remember a book title called, “In My Soul I Am Free.” Amen.

No, I am not sick, just coping with physical issues. I have been told I will live to a ripe old age. It just makes sense to minimize everything.

I minimize the teachings as well. I have no interest or patience with non-duality teachings any longer. They wrongly imply that you can become enlightened. Hogwash!

The planet is becoming polluted and ultimately unlivable. It is past time to clean it up, but it’s too little too late.

Politicians are becoming more and more corrupt. It has ever been thus.

Read this and pay more attention to your inner life, for the outer is a picture of it. Consider the lilies of the field and don’t sweat the small stuff. And if you still do, KNOW that you do. And then forgive yourself. Again and again and again.

Vicki Woodyard