Clearing Clutter as a Sacred Act

I’ve been doing a slow-but-steady decluttering project in preparation for some big changes coming in my life. I don’t want to carry my excess clutter into the next phases. I want to open up space in my life so there’s room for new things to come in. And by “things,” I don’t mean more clutter. I mean new and clearer vision and purpose and connection and perception and people and dreams and passions and adventures. Not necessarily big things, either. Just the small everyday actions of a new life stage that’s coming in the next year.

A friend recommended a book to me called Clearing Clutter as a Sacred Act by Carolyn Koehnline. I’m finding its collection of gentle essays, poems, writing prompts, and ideas resonates with me. It’s not so much a “how to declutter” book (although some of those are wonderful), but more of an inspiring look at finding reasons to declutter and ways to find focus and success with the process.

My decluttering process is going to take place over the course of a year. I have almost exactly twelve months to clear out all the things that don’t belong in this next stage of life. Taking things step by step, room by room, closet by closet, drawer by drawer, I feel it’ll be a process that has the potential to succeed with what I need it to do.

The first assignment in the book was to identify someone or something you can devote your clutter clearing to, and then write out a dedication. I choose to dedicate this process to my Future, and to my Future Self.

“As I clear out space and make openings in my home, it will make spaces that are open and ready to be filled with the newness of a new stage of life, an exciting Future, and a new Future Self.”

Chores. Ugh, who wants to do chores?


When I feel badly about myself and about life, I tend to let things around me fall apart. Especially housekeeping. My house hasn’t been “company-ready” in several years due to events that kept me feeling badly about myself and about life. I’ve been feeling much better lately, though. Hope, joy, sunshine. I think the clouds finally parted.

This past month, I’ve spent my free time digging my way out of my mess. It wasn’t hoarder-level mess, but it was a mess none-the-less. When I realized I wasn’t even willing to let one of my best friends into my house anymore, I knew I had to get a handle on it.

I tried pulling out my old Chore Lists, but it was just too overwhelming to only be doing a little each day. I needed to do a lot each day to dig myself out. So I spent my free time in April working on my house. Sorting, cleaning, asking if things bring me joy, and I can finally see the light.

On Friday, I pulled out a Chore List to see if I was now at the point where I could work with this particular technique that has worked well for me in the past. I did Friday’s chores. And after all the heavy duty chores I’ve been doing lately, just doing a small list of daily chores felt like nothing. But it made a big difference. It’s amazing how even just a gentle reminder to make your bed can give you a feeling of accomplishment when you actually follow through.

If you just need some help keeping up on the dailyness of housework, you might want to take a look at my Chore Lists (they’re printable and free by click here). I just print out a copy of the current week’s List, hang it on the fridge, and mark things off as I accomplish them. When my kids still lived at home, we would work on the Chore Lists as a family, and everyone could easily see what had been done, and what still needed doing.

It’s so nice to feel like I can have people over again without feeling ashamed of my house (which made me feel ashamed of myself which just contributed to the whole vicious shame cycle). I hope by keeping up on the Chore Lists, I can keep the downhill slide (housewise) from happening again. We’ll see.

I don’t keep up on it much anymore, but my homemaking blog, I’m Not Susie Homemaker, is a Nag Free Zone if you’re looking for some kind, friendly thoughts on digging out of the dailyness of chores and housework.  Like it or not, housework’s gotta be done at some point.  Take it from me, procrastination just makes it worse. Boy, oh boy, do I know that one from personal experience.

Join me? I don’t think I’m the only person who struggles with this.

~Debi

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