My Grandmother saved everything including newspapers, wrappers and magazines. Some rooms in her house seemed to be stuffed to the ceiling with the past and I remember that as a child it was a depressing place to stay.
I've never been much of a hoarder - but as I approach my grandmother's age, I'm in the process of having a clear out.
I'm using William Morris' instruction; "Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful"
When I look around at the few bits and pieces I have, I see some sentimental attachments. A picture that I bought in a charity shop and used to evoke some ephemeral emotion no longer means much to me. It's not beautiful and it's certainly not useful. But it was part of my past and I'm not sure I want to let go of it.
And then I think .... I got to let go of it sometime. My past. And so the picture goes back to the charity shop. And I've created a space for whatever is next and I feel relieved and a little elated.
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