It’s five past twelve. I got going at seven and I haven’t had much time to rest. My lips are dry from all the dust I ate during the day, while clearing up.
I did some “real”, serious work as well, in between, during the day.
As the day wore on, slowly but steadily, more order started emerging in the house, across three floors. Now there’s just bits and pieces left to be done. But mainly, the disarray is gone. That is good, because it contributes to a sense of integrity and wholeness.
Over the last few days, more quiet order and peace is settling on our family system.
Less friction and much more fun, as the picture attests.
If you keep on clearing up, unexpected things start looking up.
What would merit some clearing up in your life?