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After the initial despair of seeing my once-pristine new apartment invaded by countless boxes filled with who-knows-what, I’ve started unpacking and purging. I did my first drop-off at Goodwill today and have two boxes filled with trash waiting to go out.

According to the tradition of Tibetan Black-Hat Feng Shui, the power areas (or baguas) of a home are organized around the location of one’s front door. The home is divided into three rows of three separate areas, making for nine baguas in all. Each bagua is the metaphorical power center for a certain area of the residents’ lives, i.e. relationships, travel, health and prosperity.

In our new home, the prosperity bagua is located in our dining area: a clean, naturally lit area that opens into our kitchen, as well as onto a very large, green center yard. According to general feng-shui principles, it is best to accessorize an area with items that energetically resonate with it or that remind you of what you want in that area of your life.

In the process of feng-shui-ing the new place, this has led to the question: what does prosperity mean to me?

Until this week, I never realized that for me, prosperity is actually a state of freedom and an access to the fulfillment of my dreams rather than an accumulation of belongings.  In fact, until this week, I’d never realized that owning and being surrounded by a lot of crap actually made me feel less wealthy and more disempowered than having “nothing.”

I am not the first to discover this simple truth and many books have been written on the topic. In fact, when I walked into the library today, a book called “Abundant Simplicity” stood on the shelves by the front door. It was not until I experienced the freedom of the empty space myself, however – and then the oppression of the opposite – that I realized that truth  in my bones.

My last post on this topic generated more than the usual commentary, so this week I invite all my readers to share their own experiences and wisdom regarding belongings  – or the lack thereof: particularly in the area of journals. For years, I’ve carried around several boxes of journals – some dating as far back as 1979 –  and  I am strongly considering letting them go.

If you’d like, please e-mail your thoughts to Bornemanndavis@sbcglobal.net  along with a note regarding whether or not I have permission to share them here.

Thanks, Jesica