I often talk and dream of having less. In reality, I must admit, I want more. It sounds confusing but it’s quite simple. I need less to have more. Meetings, junk drawers, owning six different spatulas, four whisks and more than two hundred hangers gets in the way of more goodness.

Having eight different black shirts means extra time choosing and less time experiencing the good stuff.

I recently donated three stuffed garbage bags full of clothes and my closet is still too full.

Less stuff - utensils, clothes, tv channels, menu items, obligations, shoes, appointments, paper.

More goodness – yoga classes, deep breathing, bike rides, simple meals with great friends and family, date nights, time to see life through my camera, time to dto anything or nothing with my child, green juice, wine by the fire, phone calls to best girlfriends.

What’s your goodness? What would you trade for more of it?