For those who have known me a while, this blog may come as a surprise. I was not and have never known for tidying up. I liked my mess. It made me feel like I lived in the place, like life was happening. The house I live in with my son is our temporary home. For now we have got a home here, but it is purely transitional. So being here, I also never really bothered arranging my belongings with the most care. What is the point if you are leaving some day anyway?
I’ll tell you what the point is: we all deserve to live in a home that mirrors the way we’d like to be treated. And that’s just the issue. So many of us don’t feel like we deserve to be treated with love and care. And our surroundings mirror that self image, or at least they used to for me. Then one day, after a nourishing retreat where I suddenly really started loving myself, I came home and looked around. What a mess! It was in that moment that I realised that it doesn’t matter whether this place is transitional, what matters is that wherever I am, wherever I go, I can create a home, a place to come back to, to charge, to relax. A place that nourishes the body, mind and soul. I deserve to have a lovely home, that is not covered in old letters, dust, randomly put decorations. No! I am a goddess and my house is my divine temple and that is the way I will treat it and by treating it that way, I can show love to myself as well.
My house isn’t completely dust-free. There is still toys strewn about, I sometimes find a little car in the most random place imaginable. I sometimes do leave the pasta sauce stain on the stove. But my house is a home, it is a temple. By cleaning and rearranging, I cleaned out the old, I cleaned out unworthiness and made space for loving caring energy. By taking care of my home, I take care of myself. It doesn’t matter where you are, how long you’re there. You deserve to have a place you can come home to. As do I.