You win some, you lose some, right?
On November 19th, just before Thanksgiving turkey, I vowed to give the house a thorough cleaning by Christmas. Even though our little house in the woods is always very neat and tidy–I sometimes fail in the deep-down dirt removal department.
I rely on visitors to give the get-up-and-go to the dirty. To really swish away the basement cobwebs, to sparkle-shine that toaster, to wash every last window, to clean behind closet doors. To toss, discard, dump, unload, declutter! Off with ye, anything no longer needed–begone! May it go to someone who really needs or wants it, O Holy.
When visitors come, it gets done. Perhaps it’s shame. Who knows? I do so appreciate the visitors for more than their loving presence–they also make sure this house sparkles from tip top to bottom.
On November 19th of this 2020 year the idea arose to publicly blog about this house cleaning and decluttering mission. To clear the way for the birth of Baby Jesus, metaphorically speaking, we prepare the inn. We scrub the manger. We get rid of any Wise Men who aren’t wise. We spruce up the shepherds. (oops, sorry, getting carried away!)
I started with full steam and gusto. We do this, don’t we? Energy poured in and I cleaned our biggest closet. Wa la! Found a lovely missing heart buried within. Delivered bags to the resale shop.
On to the basement! Dusted cobwebs, vacuumed, cleaned closets, swept, wiped…and then…and then…and then…
Then we contracted to get our kitchen floor sanded and refinished. The house immediately wore a fine layer of dust everywhere. The next week or so involved lots of cleaning. A rather challenging mission–as a few of you readers nodded your heads and agreed.
And then…nothing. I zamfizzled out. More important things to do, you know? Blog! Feel emotions! Sing to the heavens!
Anything but clean and declutter, so help me god.
The next bright idea arose. I would dig in and C-L-E-A-N the week before Christmas! Because, darn it, I promised to do this publicly on the blog–and that should be incentive enough. Will you fail in front of the whole world, Kathy? (Or at least your few faithful readers who are beloved visitors, too, albeit in a different realm than physical house-visitors.)
I would start today. Saturday. Enough time to clean right? We’re filling the wood room, too, but an hour or two a day will ship-shape the house before O Holy Night.
God laughs at our plans, doesn’t she?
Three days ago my poor left knee started hurting, heaven knows why. Yesterday my right hip spasmed. The entire body is in no shape to do much of anything, let alone dance happily around the house with Swiffer and mop. I have just enough–just enough–hip hip hooray to fill the wood room with Barry. That’s a chore that must be done if we want to stay warm and cozy in our little house.
House cleaning ain’t gonna happen. It’s probably not gonna happen before Christmas anyway, unless some miracle ensues. (And we do believe in miracles, don’t we kids? Not pushing away that possibility.)
Like I said in yesterday’s blog–or was it Rumi who said it?–you never know who will visit us next in our interior worlds. Even if actual physical visitors aren’t arriving with their big smiles and Christmas gifts–we’re still getting visitors. They never stop arising in our body, our inner psyche, our spirit.
I am actually happy and smiling and grateful and amused this morning. The true gift of the Holy is that it shines so bright. That star atop your Christmas tree reveals it so clearly. Our bodies can hurt, our emotions can arise, our thoughts can challenge–but underneath it all there’s this Presence, this joy, this awareness that we can rest with. It’s always here–always available–never missing. We just need to notice what’s always clean, what can never get dirty.
God rest ye merry Ladies and Gentlemen! Deb, thanks for this link yesterday. Loved it!
And sorry that I may not get the house cleaned before Christmas as promised…I am resting like the song suggests. 🙂 Glad tidings of comfort and joy!
Day 63 of a seventy-five day journey to connect more deeply with God, Spirit, Holy, Love…to explore “What the Heart Knows” during the waning days of 2020.