Tchotchies is derived from the Yiddish language to describe little decorative things of no purpose that we love to set around the house. I love tchotchkies. The word alone tumbles around the mouth like hot buttered toast. I think everyone should have at least one or two scattered around the home. We have so many our house is a veritable tchotchkie fest. I think they all get up in the middle of the night and talk to each other, “Why are you here?” “I have no idea.” “What’s your purpose?” “I don’t have one, the home owners just love me!” “Yeah, me too.”
And that is the whole purpose of a tchotchkie, to have no purpose. A grumpy person might look at a tchotchkie and want to hurl it out the window. Grumpiness makes a person feel there is no purpose in life, and a tchotchkie is like throwing it in their face. “Nah, nah, nah na na–me tchotchkie–living proof there is no purpose.” I remember one time wanting to get rid of my husband’s tchotchkie’s just because I was depressed and didn’t want anyone else to be happy. A tchotchkie as the definition describes is something of no purpose that we love to set around the house—and what would a depressed person do with that kind of thing?
How many tchotchkies do you have in your home? Did you lovingly set them in place. My husband does that. He loves to go around the house and move his tchotchkies around. Now that I have used my combat moves to kick depression, I love his tchotchkies. They remind me of loving things just because.
There is no reason to love a tchotchkie except that it is there. It has no use, no intrinsic value. A tchotchkie should not be valuable in monetary terms otherwise it has a purpose, and a tchotchkie has no purpose except to be loved.
Today, look at your tchotchkies, and if you don’t have any, please go out and purchase something. It doesn’t have to cost much—you can find something at Good Will. Find your tchotchkie and put it somewhere where you can see it when you wake up in the morning. I have one that I am looking at right now. It is a camel. It’s about two feet tall and is made of ceramic and colorfully painted. It used to stand outside the front door until it fell over and chipped. We stuck it together of course—because that’s what you do with tchotchkies. Today, remind yourself that not everything has to have a purpose except to be loved and make you feel good. Good luck with your tchotchkie hunting—and remember to place them in places where they will just love to be.