Today is one of the toughest days of every year. After the presents, after the food, after the pictures, the inevitable silence. Did you stay up too late? Drink a little too much? Say something you maybe ought not to have said?
I got this text this morning: "Cleaning up is a bummer." Most would agree. But what if cleaning up is a sign of new things to come? I wondered what it would feel like if we all shifted our thinking, today, the Day After. What if we cleaned up not only our kitchens and homes, but our thoughts and ideas.
We could start with feeling happy and grateful that we ate so well, rather than scowling at the scale. As we started throwing out all that garbage, we could think about what we keep, always close to our hearts. Maybe it's that memory of an old family tradition; you know, the one you grew out of, but it never fails to put a smile on your face when you remember it. Then as we turned our attention to the mounds of dishes and maybe a broken glass or plate, we could marvel at how resilient we are, how much we can bend and change, rather than being sad or mad at what was lost. See what I mean?
Cleaning up is serious business. All those thoughts and ideas just waiting to be swept out and a new clean cubbyhole ready for a fresh approach, a wild curiosity, and a childlike silliness. Lots to explore today, tallyho!