Last week I hit a wall. I was overtired, not feeling well, and completely overwhelmed. Completely surrounded. I NEEDED space. Physical space to make space for emotional roominess.
So, I did. My parents have a home they are selling, and it is empty. So I went there for an overnight.
First I emptied my brain and just let my body take over. I trimmed bushes and cleaned off flower beds. No music, no podcasts, no one to talk. Just me. Enjoying the labor. And the next day, more of the same. I sat and manically created paintings and journals. Again, just the sounds of birds and trees.
And you know what struck me: I enjoyed the sight of a FINISHED PRODUCT. I loved seeing that pile of sticks grow. I loved seeing a clean and tidy space that won’t get bad again for at least a year. I was so excited to see that giant pile of finished artwork.
Because that is the hard part of IMPORTANT WORK AT HOME. There are no finished products. My kids will always evolve and need new guidance. (Heck, I called my own parents and I am almost 40!) My marriage is always going to need a bit of polishing. That laundry and pile of dishes….wait, I don’t even want to think about how quickly they return. Hardly ever is there an end point in this journey.
I am so glad I took the time to rest. I needed it and the perspective it afforded me. It helped me realize what was wrong is really alright. It helped me realize I can’t control or change it. I am always surrounded by people. I am never going to see a completely finished project.
And that is okay.
As long as I take time to rest on the journey and at least enjoy what I have accomplished so far.