Space

My sister came to visit and we did a second clearing-out of my clothes. I can't believe how much we got rid of. Clothes I don't like, that don't fit or I don't wear. Goodness, the joy!

The end result: a more compact collection of clothes that I like! I even, perhaps, love. And now all the right things fit together in a pile with everything like them. So I have one pile of T-shirts. One pile of tank tops. And those are both in the same drawer, together with my single pile of shorts. And with all like things together, it's so much easier to find what I want!

The added bonus is space. Things now hang easily in my closet. And I now have empty shelf space. Empty! Nothing in there! It is such a soothing sensation to see that space - there to be used, if I need it, but not being used now. I can breathe more easily knowing I have that space.

It's the same, I think, with having chunks of time-space and nothing in them. The past 6 months have had so many activities and commitments. There was something to do almost every little chunk of time. I couldn't just do nothing. Every weekend, every day, had some bit of work or a meeting or even just fun things like a class or jam session in them. But no nothing. No empty-ness, open to whatever I felt like doing. No whole day or days to let my mind wander, body relax and creativity create.

Both temporal and physical space are essential for me. They allow me to breathe and get to the more fun, creative and nurturing things I want to do.