I couldn’t resist the title — finally, a book with answers to questions I’d been asking all my life, especially the one about the keys. I couldn’t wait to read this memoir.
The book opens with the author’s rude awakening that her inability to establish a meaningful relationship with G-d has something to do with the piles of clutter in her office and home. She immediately seeks the help of her network of supportive women, whom she calls the “Holy Sisters,” and begins a journey to remove the physical disorder from her environment.
The reader begins learning the details of Dinnerstein’s cluttered life, along with descriptions of the objects that make up the clutter and the history of her relationships with many of the objects. She writes of her meetings with the Holy Sisters, her incremental goals to remove the clutter and, most often, her inability to reach those goals. The narrative preceding the “real” book becomes a self- indulgent, personal journal that I had to force myself to continue reading.
It seemed to be a book penned by different authors. The last third of the book is filled with adventure, wit and a thought-provoking search for spirituality in Kabbalah and Judaism. The honest revelations continue to beckon the reader to join Dinnerstein on her journey through physical and emotional clutter. Although the book will not provide the solution to the mystery of the continually misplaced keys, it will provide an enlightening, entertaining view of one woman’s difficult transition from unmanageable material world to beginning a life of spiritual fulfillment.

