New Tomorrows

Real test today! It’s one thing to talk about downsizing, and even flit through your closet, discarding last year’s styles or well-worn clothing, but to part with your most beloved items of all??  This past week I’ve been labeling and pricing my weaving and spinning equipment, as well as, a great assortment of related paraphernalia.  It’s beyond difficult to price items that have an emotional attachment,  so I’ve been researching each item on-line,  before I decide on an asking price.  Very time-consuming!

Our loft is completely dedicated to my craft, and my large Swedish floor loom takes up a quarter of our Great Room.  These items are more than just my craft, they have become furnishings for our country home.  They add quite nicely to the overall  ambiance.

I’m determined to see the loss of these items as a visual reminder of “new tomorrows.”  Lighten the load, and the possibilities increase!  Last night while out to dinner with friends, we spoke about a few of those possibilities. Moving out of the country has been in the forefront of our mind and the feedback we received from our friends was very beneficial.  It both excites and terrifies Bruce and I as we open ourselves up to the unlimited options we have for our future. Personally, I hope we “throw caution to the wind.”

I like to think of the words Lee Ann Womack sings in “I Hope You Dance.”

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances but they’re worth taking
Lovin’ might be a mistake but it’s worth making

Don’t let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

If I’m sure of one thing, it’s I WANT TO DANCE!

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About dbdaze

Currently spending much of my time contemplating the remainder of my life ... realizing the importance of dreams that are fulfilled, support of those closest to you, and the value in downsizing and living with less.
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