So, when it comes to more "stuff," sometimes it benefits you for a time, sometimes it benefits everyone because it provides
As time went on I began to see how I had been struggling under the weight of my stuff. I had bought into the illusion that 'more' equates with self-worth and happiness. I had lost touch with the true source of my joy and inner peace -- my spirit.
In Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, those depicted as being fully themselves tend to convene or live outside, amid the vividly rendered trees, mushrooms, and wild things.
It has occurred to me over the years how interesting and revealing our use of the word "possession" is. How many of us allow our lives to be possessed by our homes, cars, or boats?