As I am not a Feng Shui guide or an interior designer, this may not be the article you are expecting. Rather, this is a piece on space-making and the potential effects your spaces can have on your moods.
As you look at each object, ask yourself: Does seeing this bring me joy? If the answer is no, throw it out (and give it to someone else who needs it or recycle it if at all possible!). I am absolutely serious on this one. If seeing this object doesn’t inspire flutterings of joy inside you, get rid of it swiftly and without regret.
See if you can get a little drunk on this feeling. Sorting, bagging and dragging things to the curb can create a kind of euphoria. See if you don’t feel as if tiny monsters are being dug out of you as each object lands in a cardboard box to leave your room forever.
Published by Elephant Journal. Enjoy.
A Decorating Guide for the Depressed. Elephant Journal. 21 July 2015.
I recently had an article published by Slutist, which is currently one of my favorite feminist art blogs. Check them out and please let me know what you think of the article!
What did I learn in Catholic school? What did I learn in church? I learned to be careful with my heart and my body, so careful, in fact, that I should rarely open them for anyone. To do so for the pursuit of pleasure, I learned, would be a dangerous road that will lead to stress, abandonment, heartbreak and disease.
I learned that the only safe (and morally acceptable) road would be to wait for the person who will commit to spending their life with me, relieving me of the pain of pursuit and the danger of heartbreak. This person would arrive like a savior and whisk me into a heaven of romance, sex, love and stability and I wouldn’t feel the need to give in to loneliness ever again.
At least, this is the impression such teachings made on eight-year-old me.
Read more here:
Why I Won't Send My Kids to Catholic School and Other Rants on the Sanctity of Marriage, Slutist, 10 Aug 2015