The more orderly my overall lifestyle becomes, the more chaotic my writing desk. I am looking at this non-writing stuff with the same eye I give the weeds in the yard, which are still rampant in spite of recent efforts.
So, there are drawing pencils, and a book, Crafting the Personal Essay, which I have a better chance of reading if it moves over to the nightstand pile. My recent Omada health program materials need to be filed: a paper book Daily Food Tracker which is never going to work, because I can do this on my phone, always knowing where my phone is located. A paintbrush I used doing doors at my daughters. How did it get back in my room? A pile of handouts from Instructional Coaching training. Uh oh, where did I put the original pile –in the armoire or back to school? The property tax bill (paid) and a request for Partners in Health for annual support, which I intend to do.
Some items are so random they don’t deserve mention, but the point is — what happened to my lovely, clear writing desk? I used to use the kitchen fold down table for “business” and avoided doing chore type work at my desk, because, it is a writing desk.
Even the windowsill that has little objects has gotten full and obscures the view of the Chinese Lantern bush, blooming in spite of my very thorough pruning. This is where hummingbirds come right up to the window for the orange flowers’ nectar.
And how can I make an extravagant claim to a generally more orderly life? I guess I should say rather a more purposeful life. I am settled in a morning routine of yoga stretches and meditation before getting ready to go to work, or before the weekend day starts. This practice of super conscious meditation is connecting me. I am finding moments of wisdom bubbling up. Definitely more peaceful. And of course, the yoga stretches not only support the meditation, but they also make it possible to walk without pain after injuring myself several months back.
Another point of more purpose is in getting my household things done on the weekend and planning for my week’s needs ahead of time. This hasn’t always been the case. “What? I need clean laundry?” I’d sound querulous as I stared into my closet at 5:30 a.m. on a Thursday.
More health purpose, too, is making me feel connected and balanced. Managing my eating and activity to support my energy levels. The point is to have something left over when I come home from school, not only to tend the household, but also for my creative endeavors. Less numbing and more waking up. I may be getting old, but I don’t want to be frazzled all the time.
Overall, I attribute some of this life purpose wake up to participating in the Dharma365 course online since January 1, and also to reading the book Designing Your Life, and sharing with my writing partner, as well as making some wise changes to my teaching situation.
This, to my ears, sounds like bragging. Another might think it is positive self-talk. I am acknowledging growth and motivating myself to stay with it. I seldom give myself kudus, so if that’s what this desk post is about, then, good job, L2.
I think I’ll post and straighten up this desk. I do love a clear, orderly space to slide into to write.