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I have an idea for a book. It’s a memoir-how-to on decluttering my house. Years ago I wrote a 16 month newspaper series on moving unwanted and unnecessary things out of my house (I ended up removing over 5,000 pounds of stuff – yeah, I know, crazy.) To this day, people still ask me about that series and the number one question always is….

“Were you able to maintain a decluttered house?”

My stock answer to this is “Get real, we have 6 kids, no one could maintain that, but, to be fair, it’s not as cluttered as it used to be.”

Which is a bit of a half-truth, because our house is rapidly entering the pre-hoarding phase. Part of this is due to the kids (college storage, sports, clothes), part is because I work (and work) and the last thing I want to…

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Spending the Day Teaching My Niece Yoga

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A couple of weeks back I was spending some time with my seven year old niece.  My niece who is a happy energetic child who like every child that I have ever met loves to jump up and down on furniture, run around.  And I find that it is pointless trying to keep them indoors when they would rather be outside playing.  My niece is not an exception. 

But on this occassion we were having a series of rainstorms and the weather was not at its best.  I after watching her favorite movies and television shows.  And the conversation had went from doll clothes and hairstyles to her second favorite thing gymnastics.  

Now I love gymnastics.  It was my favorite sport as a child and still is as an adult, but my niece is at that fearless age were doing a backflip in a small living room doesn’t scare her.  But as a responsible adult with a living room that also doubles as a dining room, and not mention a glass dining room table.  A back flip evokes visions of broken glass and blood everywhere. Not to mention a trip to the emergency room. Then having to explain everything to her mother.

That is when I suggested that we do a little yoga. My niece is a natural yogi.  She loves it, there isn’t a pose that she’s not willing to try. She likes them all.  There’s no struggling with her.  There is no fear. Even wobbling elicit giggles from her.

It was like playing a game with her.  I would do a move she would emulate it.  It made me miss being her age where everything is fun.  They was no worries. No job to go to, no bills to pay.

I guess as I get older I sometimes forget the freedom and curiosity that I had when I was young.  Hanging out with my niece that day reminded me of why we do child’s pose in yoga.  It is a pose where we can take a moment to rest and reflect on that part of us that’s still innocent.  That’s still like a child filled with curiosity and play.