I wrote a post that came out about a week ago about how loving yourself is easy when you are doing fun things, but when the times get tough it can be challenging to maintain that positive outlook. So how did I go with this on my recent trip, as a matter of fact it was on the very day that post came out that I spent 12 hours sorting and re-packing my stuff!
I started off looking through the journals and bits and pieces I had written, and it was actually pretty interesting to get glimpses into my past. But I was always going to keep all of that stuff, so there came a point where I realised that I was not using my time very efficiently, however fascinating it might be. At that stage the day was almost over, and having champagne with my friend didn’t help the process either. Hence the 12 hour day where the only sorting was of things that might get thrown away, and I managed to get rid of quite a bit.
That very long day was where I was truly tested and I have to say that I passed with flying colours! The temptation to hate what I was doing and wanting it to just be over was very strong, so I did what I always do in that situation. I made the choice to see it as an act of devotion, in this case the devotion was for self, there is something very sacred about clearing your clutter and getting more organised. It also felt like I was gathering in parts of me that had been scattered so was very much a part of becoming more whole, putting all the bits of me back together.
And I do feel different, its subtle and there aren’t really words to describe it, but I am not the same person who went down to the city just a short time ago. May these winds of change guide me as I navigate my way through the birth of a new world, my own personal reality and the larger one that holds us all.
Ohm shanti, shanti, shanti…………peace, peace, peace……….