Unpacking
Moving house has been an enormous upheaval. Now, surrounded by boxes, i am in chaos attempting to unpack and re-order my life around a new space, a place that doesn't quite feel like home yet.
Each day i do a little bit. Unpack a couple of items here, move a pile of stuff from this room to the next, fold some clothes and put them away. All little things, which at the end of the day, seem to have made little difference to the overall disorder surrounding me. i can satisfy myself with small gains. a little more room in the study, some more plates to use in the kitchen.
Today i realise that this is how it is. For a long time it will seem like such small incremental moves, with very little change to the overall situation - still living amongst the clutter of cardboard boxes. then one day, very suddenly all these little unpacking actions will add up, and i will wake up and find myself living in an orderly and homely space with all my stuff neatly arranged around me. i'll be able to move freely from one room to the other without tripping over boxes and dodging piles of stuff in odd corners.
This is mirrored in my Tai Chi practice. Amidst the clutter of movements, i manage to piece together some little bits here and there, feeling at most disordered. There is a sense of unpacking, where each new movement that becomes integrated into my body unwinds some part of my being. Sometimes effects chaos in my life and other times it is more subtle.
Perhaps there will come a day when i wake up one morning and it all fits together effortlessly and with complete ease.
Each day i do a little bit. Unpack a couple of items here, move a pile of stuff from this room to the next, fold some clothes and put them away. All little things, which at the end of the day, seem to have made little difference to the overall disorder surrounding me. i can satisfy myself with small gains. a little more room in the study, some more plates to use in the kitchen.
Today i realise that this is how it is. For a long time it will seem like such small incremental moves, with very little change to the overall situation - still living amongst the clutter of cardboard boxes. then one day, very suddenly all these little unpacking actions will add up, and i will wake up and find myself living in an orderly and homely space with all my stuff neatly arranged around me. i'll be able to move freely from one room to the other without tripping over boxes and dodging piles of stuff in odd corners.
This is mirrored in my Tai Chi practice. Amidst the clutter of movements, i manage to piece together some little bits here and there, feeling at most disordered. There is a sense of unpacking, where each new movement that becomes integrated into my body unwinds some part of my being. Sometimes effects chaos in my life and other times it is more subtle.
Perhaps there will come a day when i wake up one morning and it all fits together effortlessly and with complete ease.
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