I recently fixed my room. (Well, I folded my laundry.)
Yes, I'm an adult. And yet messy seems to be this hard habit to break.
I try (hard), but not hard enough. I only really attempt to break the cycle when I've misplaced a pair of gloves or jewelry. I set it aside like a chore, letting it pile up. And it did, finally until I couldn't find a floor to walk on(!) And here comes the metaphor--
The room of my heart, my soul, my mind is a space I cannot afford to set aside. Every year I need to make room in there. It carries very precious items, which get lost in the growing stack of the unimportant: fear, doubt, pride, and the constant appearance of lint aka indifference.
I (really) should care that there is clutter in my life. If I did that in the first place, and replaced old habits, I wouldn't slip and fall more times than I should. I can make room. I just choose not to.
Today, I simply need to focus... on the important. They require (the) room more than anything else. To focus is to make room. Tidying up each day, each moment, and at each itch to procrastinate. Like a checklist that won't quit I must create the space for me to breathe, to grow. Plus, I would see the way so much better. Making room requires effort. I do not know the hour... but that hour will come. And so I (must) prepare.
"'Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart." ~A.A. Milne
My room looks somewhat leaner than it did a while ago. However, it's still missing a few pieces. So, I added a few things which added some more character to the space. It is a process. But the add-ons were simple and effective. Fulfilling, not fancy, was the order of the day. These are what's important, and usually forgotten:
a) Wonder. When was the last time I looked up and stared at the sky and lingered there? When was the last time I was on top of a mountain looking down at a vast valley? When was the last time I touched the bark of massive tree just to hear it breathe? That is the holy, wide-eyed childlike surprise and awe I wish to keep.
b) Desire. Much can be lost in translation with this word. Our hearts ache deeply for something. We throw around words like meaning and purpose, but do we know why we search endlessly? How much is a need worth? I have a longing as deep as a chasm and so for this I must carve out substantial acreage in my heart.
c) Joy. I always love seeing smiles on people's faces. And that contagious laughter! It is the one thing that not only creates an instant high, but a high that lingers. I often chide one of my friends to smile even when no one's looking, because eventually someone will smile back. And the domino effect of happy is priceless!
So make room, dear self. At day's end, it is only these that you will fondly cherish.
*original post 2013.12.25