I think the hardest thing in the world is getting rid of things and becoming simple again.  Just the way you were and always liked to be.

 There is a beautiful poem and it is this:

'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free

'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,

And when we find ourselves in the place just right,

'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained,

To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed,

To turn, turn will be our delight,

Till by turning, turning we come 'round right

Tis a gift to be loving tis the best gift of all 

     Like the warm spring rain bringing beauty to us all 

And with it we may will come to truly believe 

Tis better to give than it is to receive.  

This Easter and Passover season, the most sacred time of the year, I hope you find a window, to that simplicity and peace, this Easter Sunday.  

Emma