Tidying my space helps me feel sane.
It can also become an all day project distracting me from my work in the world
From my desk chair, where I meditate with OHP, yesterday I made a list of 13 things I could see to attend to. The objects themselves were things like dog toys, jigsaw puzzles, and an empty vase. My relationship to these objects shifted when I approached them with more intention than dealing with or ignoring. I took a moment to ask each object what they might want, and to listen. The puzzles wanted to be put in a box and given away to someone who might enjoy them. The dog toys wanted a basket and a bath before being put there. The vase wanted a flower and a new view.
This morning as I sat in this same, yet changed environment, I felt in conversation with my space in a fresh way. Instead of occupying the room I’m listening to it.
Perhaps this is what it means to be more tidy with myself.