It’s getting pretty chaotic in the house right now.
I know, I know… we are in process. There are boxes piled up in increasingly precarious towers, and various bags intended for various destinations strewn about the floor, and furniture pulled out of place and double parked against the wall. All of those dedicated spaces I had tried to construct and maintain are, well, coming undone.
And I know it’s going to be that way for a while, as we transition from one home to another (insert caterpillar-dissolves-in-its-chrysalis metaphor here).
But tonight, I had to take a moment to clear away just a little bit of space–restore some semblance of order to the dining room table, open a clear path from one room to the next, so we’re not stumbling over boxes–that sort of thing. There’s no point, with all that is in flux, to try to maintain the illusion that “all is in order”–because right now, all is in motion. But that doesn’t mean I can’t create a small refuge amidst the chaos.
I think that’s all I can do for now to “keep it simple”: to remember that sometimes chaos is part of the process, but to still allow spaces of calm and order to open where they will.