Thursday, October 05, 2006

A place for everything and everything in its place

Sorry so late this morning, just got back from an early morning meeting.

Do you know what I'm starting to enjoy? Putting things away.

Those who have known me since childhood will gasp. I had the kind of bedroom where you couldn't ever see the floor. The light switch was by the door, so I had to strategize each night how I would leap over things to get to my bed before turning off the light.

Didn't improve much upon going away to college, but mercifully I roomed with someone as messy as I was so she didn't mind. My married years weren't much better—this was a constant source of friction—and then, well, I had kids.

But this morning I was conscious of enjoying the sensation of putting something away. I had pulled a box out of a drawer in the bathroom, used the product, then closed the box and returned it to its slot in the drawer. I enjoyed this. It was weird.

I guess I just like knowing things are where they belong. I like walking through the house seeing everything in order. I like a broad, bare, clean floor and everything as it should be. I even spent a weekend lately cleaning out the back storage room and got rid of tons of stuff. Good lord, I've even done some weeding.

I have no idea when the inner transition occurred that is allowing me to be this way now. But I'm finding that it's both an expression of and a contributor to a general sense of peace and wellbeing. It's a symbol of caring for myself that I now keep my environment orderly and uncluttered. The disorder before said I didn't care; now, I do.

So what's the spiritual point? And let me make it clear that I’m not trying to say there's any especial spiritual virtue in being tidy. It's all about why you're doing it. A home full to the brim can be as much an expression of Spirit—of joy, exuberance, variety. It's just that for me, right now, this is how my sense of self-respect and cheer is coming forth.

So for me, that's the point. My self concept has changed from one who didn't care about my surroundings to one who wants every element to work together in harmony. I no longer think of myself as a messy, disorganized person, so consequently I don't exhibit those qualities as much any more. You can't live like someone you're not.

Okay, so, there's still the final frontier—my office. When I catch myself enjoying filing, I'll know I’m there.

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At 10/05/2006 02:52:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

a friend gave us this quote (anon. source): "Clutter represents delayed decisions."
I'm finding that true.


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