The heart knows what it wants. You just have to listen.
Take for example these fun salt-and-pepper shakers I picked up on our vacation last year in northern Michigan.
I loved them at first sight.
My head said, “No place to put them. More clutter. Too tchotchke.” So, I walked out of the north woods souvenier shop (birch bark ceiling and all) without them.
But my heart would not be quiet. 24 hours later, I still longed for the kitschy, fun Paul Bunyan and Babe. After intense negotiations with Mr. People Equation, we returned to the store and made “the twins” part of our home.
These days, Babe and Paul hang out in a glass-front cabinet in my house. They fill me with an inexplicable joy every time I see them . . . and I thank my heart for speaking up.
What is your heart saying? Are you listening?
Don’t worry . . . your head will catch up soon enough.
Jennifer, I have the same thing from Alaska. A carved little Eskimo boy. Legend has it, when you rub his feet, he helps heal/ brings positive thoughts/ luck. This figurine called out to me. I too left the Alaska store and soon went back to buy it. Had to have it.
Lisa,
So, do you rub his feet? 🙂
My home and cubicle is filled with tchotchke. They give me joy too because they remind of the experiences behind them. A pretty red stone given to me from a young child just because. A toy tractor from my father-in-law because I said I wanted a “tractor” for Christmas. A plant clipping from my college friend. Candlestick holders from FL, my first adult vacation. They all remind of good times and lots of love, making me feel truly blessed.