My son is not going to be happy.
I’ve been doing some cleaning. Stuff that had no purpose and simply needed to be thrown away. All of their usefulness long worn away. All of those old papers that had piled up on both of my desks gone through carefully. What can be trashed, was trashed. What needed to be filed was, and what needs to be shredded will be. I carried four bags out to the trailer and several empty boxes. I could almost hear my house sigh, as each bag was taken out. A little more space cleared, a little more refuse gone.
I’ve done all the laundry, complete with putting it away. The only thing left, is mopping and I’ll do that before I call it a night and head for bed. That way it can happily dry on its own and freak out the cat at the same time.
I also got my walking in today even though it was a bit warm. Eighty something with a real feel of ninety something. And I was walking in circles. 11,396 steps or 5.02 miles or 8.07 kilometers according to some online conversation thingy.
I believe that we not only need to clean our material residence, but our physical, mental and emotional as well.
To take as good care of our bodies as possible. Understanding that there are those with physical reasons that prevent losing weight, to try and weight the proper amount for one’s build is best. To keep putting only good food and water into one’s system. Exercising to keep fit.
In my case, I have been more prone to hold onto thoughts, memories, ideas that I should have released long ago. Beliefs that because cemented in my mind as a youth that have taken root and grown over time. It is now, as an adult with plenty of time on my hands where I have begun to understand how incorrect those thoughts are. The not smart enough, not pretty enough, not capable enough, not.. not.. not.. after a while, the not this or that, can drown out the am. I am smart enough, I am pretty enough, I am capable enough to do what I chose.
When we begin to realize what has happened, it is time to take out the trash. Grab the bag and start tossing the wrong attitudes, the insecurities, the fears, the feelings of can’t. As my mother has always preached, “Can’t never could” get rid of can’t.
But, you may say, “I don’t know how to…” which may be true. Yet, it is not an excuse to not try. The internet is filled with step by step instructions and videos for anything and everything under the sun and a few things possibly alien.
Hanging around the wrong people can also create wrong thought processes. You may feel that you have to accept their treatment of you so that you can stay. Don’t. Real, true, good friends, will treat you well. You will be just as important as they are and not some floor mat to be walked on. Move on, step up, those are not your friends.
It is the same with someone who tries to control you. Stops you from seeing friends and family. Tells you how to do this or that or what you can and can’t do. No. That’s not love, that’s control, that’s abuse. Move on.
Irrational fears. Not the fears that are more caution, the ones that will have you being more careful when attempting something such as rock climbing. I mean the fears that prevent you from enjoying life.
There are a lot of things that we allow to build up in our life. Things that prevent us from really living and enjoying our life. Things that have us acting and reacting in ways that lock us deeper in the dark, further away from the light.Open the mental closet door, carefully, we don’t know how much is inside. Turn on the light and see what you’ve stashed away in there. Take a good, long look. If you’re anything like me, I think its time to take out the trash. I know I’ve been working on doing that very thing. There is a lot that has piled up over the years, so its a process. Thing is, its a process I’m continuing to work on and enjoying the difference I find along the way.