Making Space

June 20th, 2013

A few posts ago I likened life to a bucket. It can only hold so much. A time will come when things down on the bottom stagnate and you have to take some stuff out to make space for new things. I did that today.

After the post on the Cape Cod Mommies site, my iTeach business is growing. I wasn’t prepared for this. I had to make information documents and organize my teaching materials. I needed an office. Yesterday I listened to a webinar by Jennifer Boykin at Life After Tampons Her words defined exactly what’s been happening to me this week. (If you haven’t subscribed to this site yet, you’re missing some wonderful, inspiring stuff.)

It’s been four years since I set up my writing/music/art/yoga room. Today I attacked it with a vengeance. I found myself taking things off of the walls and shelves and finding these things no longer apply to my life or even who I am today. These things revealed the stagnation in the bottom of my bucket. I rearranged and redecorated according to the very different person I’ve become. I actually felt a shift deep inside as I held these objects and marveled at how that just wasn’t me anymore. I was making space.

I was making physical space. My office is beautiful. It has my workspace and storage for my teaching materials. It has space for art and music and yoga. And, how coincidently, in an impulse buy the other day, I bought a print that just sums up the new me, with new directions. I covered up an old print that no longer applies with this new one.

I’m made mental space. I changed my meditation materials from those of recovery to those of joy and moving forward.

I made relational space. People have been lost along the way these past four years. I learned to let them go. They are where they are supposed to be, doing what they’re supposed to be doing, just like I am.

Making space brings clarity to your world. When you look back at the ghost of who you used to be, how differently you lived your life, how the things you thought you wanted a few years ago are so blatantly different than the things you want today – it’s a good thing. Making space. It’s also called growing. Not growing old. Growing new.

And so, as another day goes by, it’s good to make some space and wait with wonder for the new things that will fill it, and…I have written.