One wouldn’t think that the simple act of changing out a drawer could change one’s world. But it is one step closer to the freedom of love and belonging.
Our utensils have “lived” in a pellmell world. A large drawer with two molded plastic trays and no room for any one thing in each, ruling this little kingdom called Drawer in almost complete anarchy. Until yesterday. We took the drawer out and cleaned it out. Completely. The goal, to get rid of those things that weigh us down. Plastic spoons from early childhood days, grapefruit knives that no longer even look like grapefruit knives, blades that fall out of old wooden handles. Butter knives. Many many butter knives. Last count was eight and I kept two out (just in case), there could be more hidden in these kitchen drawers.
And, what did we do with the remains of the kingdom of Drawer? We gave them a new look. An old utensil mold that had no more use, except that it was enormous, went into Drawer.
I entered the Kingdom of Drawer this morning in search of a spoon for my coffee, and the peace I found inside of this little drawer kingdom was of such comfort, I felt the need to spread this good news. Everything was right. Everything was neat and tidy, and all knew their place. They are happy.
Life is about being happy, even if it is only one drawer at a time. Keep your pace, find your peace, even if it is only one drawer at a time. The rest will come.