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Clearing the way...

Today I couldn't decide how to use my day.  What should I do first?
My list of "to-dos" was long and eating at me, but I couldn't seem to figure out what to do or how to make any dents in those projects.
What could I do so that I could feel like I was making some progress?  How could I get rid of the self-doubt and the feeling that the path was uncertain?  Nothing was clear and fear had crept in.
So, I gave up and started to organize.  I cleared the clutter.  I sorted through the old.  I tossed and recycled.  I reminisced and remembered.  I made new lists.  I created new systems and made space.
I gained strength.  I gained perspective.  I gained confidence.
I am again and again reminded that to move forward we need to clear the clutter of the past.  Clear the heaviness, clear the old thoughts & patterns, clear the way for new ideas and growth.
I read recently that doing inner work is like window washing.  We are clearing up the lens that we have been looking through.  If we have a muddled view, then we will see the world as muddled.  If we have junk piled up, then we won't be able to find any space.
I want so badly for things to be quick, easy, and clear, but in order to see progress I need to go through the process of cleaning up.  Preparing.  Organizing and making space.
I will clear the way and be ready.
Do you need a little window cleaning?  
How are you seeing the world and what might have piled up while you were busy living?

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