This is Message #2 from my free thirty-day email message series. Enjoy!
As I see it, clutter comes in many forms and has many faces.
- There’s the physical stuff, of course: The junk that spills out of the closet and the piles that we wade through every day just to get out of the door. It’s the stuff we don’t use or love or need. It’s the stuff that doesn’t have a permanent home or we can’t seem to put away on a regular basis.
But there is also the invisible clutter that gums up our homes and lives that is the result of our unconscious human behaviors, such as…
- The mental chatter that is the domain of the resident ego barking orders to assure its eternal comfort and safety; the endless loop tapes we play in our mind like “I should,” “I can’t,” “I couldn’t,” I shouldn’t.”
- The emotional charge we hold like when our buttons get pressed or we nurse a grudge or we’re still mad at something that happend a while ago. There are the endless litany of judgments, doom and gloom catastrophizing, the fears that have us going to hell in a hand basket…any day now.
- The feeling small, powerless, insignificant, unworthy…
So what do these patterns have in common? Yes, none of them feel very good. None are very attractive or inspiring. They’re real downers. They prevent us from living in present time.
What are some of the “faces” you put on? Put out that question today and see what happens.”
–Excerpted from Your Spacious Self 30-Day Email Message Series by Stephanie Bennett Vogt
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Comments
Hi Stephanie – My broken right hand is making it even more challenging to deal with my clutter.
physical – I have learned to do more with just my left hand and right elbow, but can still handle only a limited amount of tasks. Impossible for me to do any real reorganizing. But I feel better when I manage to make my bed, hang up my clothes, toss dirty laundry in the washing machine, and thow yesterday’s newspaper in the recycling.
mental-I’ve had to learn to ask my husband to help with certain things rather than expect him to intuitively know that I cannot tie my shoes. There are a lot of things that I normally feel I should do–like earn some money to help with expenses, babysit for my grandson, cook for Micha. And now I can’t do any of these things.
emotional-It’s hard to accept the physical limitations and discomfort. Also, the local doctors are not sure that the hand is healing correctly. Might need additional surgery. Trying not to dwell on that possibility.
This is a long, long comment.