The signs all point to a day cleaning out the basement or closet or garage. It’s raining. It’s Saturday. I sat down to write in my journal this morning and was distracted by the cover of “Oprah” magazine — “De-Clutter Your Life.” There is nothing left for me to do but grab the trash bag and have at it. But wait a minute. I can write a post about de-cluttering, about how hard it is for me to do, about how many things I keep because I love the person who gave them to me. But how, when I finally make myself throw away what’s irrelevant and unused, I feel light and energetic and newly born.