Driving through town, I look at every house that’s for sale, no matter what neighborhood or price range. Could I see myself living there? Would it be better than where we are now? And anything I see and think is beautiful, I ask myself if I could make it. Chances are that I could, if only I had the right tools.
Feeling the rhythmic tug of “gotta do something different,” I am forcing myself to face these behaviors within. Why do I do this? Is it healthy or beneficial, or am I just continuing a pattern of looking for happiness outside of myself?
As for the perpetual house-hunting, I figure part of that is that we don’t see the house we’re living in as our house we want our grandchildren to know. In five years, we hope to be building our eco-home, the home we’ll grow old in. Beyond that, however, I think it has to do with being comfortable with where I am in life. I’m not exactly where I think I should be, as ridiculous as that sounds, for where else is there to be but where you are?
I’m sure my friends will attest to the fact that I have some great supplies for sewing, pottery, card-making and gardening. I love all these things, but rarely make time for them (except for the occasional bursts of creativity which are shared here). If I need a tool or supply, I want to get as high quality as I can because it makes the task easier, right? Better? There is no substitute for time, effort and inspiration — the best tools out there.
So as I continue my inner work, taking classes like my Servant Leadership and working more in my journal, I hope to further deepen my awareness and move further into living into my true Self, being comfortable with where and who I truly am and with what I can best do.
After all, isn’t that what we’re all trying to do? I believe that would help me keep every day truly simple. We all need blessings on this journey!