Robyn and Jodi, the ladies at WOW, have done it again! They are introducing us to another inspirational writer today. So without further ado, please welcome Ms. Pesi Dinnerstein!
ABOUT PESI DINNERSTEIN
I’M IN HERE SOMEWHERE:
Finding Me in My Mess
by Pesi Dinnerstein
I ran into my old friend Ruth the other day as I was rushing down the street between errands.
“How are you?” she asked, pausing briefly after each word. This was not a casual greeting to be met with a “Great!—And how are you?” response. We hadn’t seen each other in quite a while, and she obviously wanted to know how I was feeling on a deep and honest level.
But, for some reason, I couldn’t seem to come up with an answer.
“How am I?” I repeated out loud. “I don’t know, Ruth. It’s been so long since I’ve thought about it . . . I really don’t know.”
I promised to call her when I had more time to talk. But her simple question continued to disturb me for quite a while.
How did I feel? . . . and why didn’t I know?
The first part was a bit more complicated—I wasn’t quite sure how I felt. But it didn’t take much to figure out the second part. The reason I didn’t know is that I had clearly lost touch with myself. And, sadly, this was not an uncommon occurrence in my life.
Things slipped away from me all the time—my keys, my ATM card, the phone number I had just scribbled on a piece of paper . . . . There seemed to be an endless stream of items lost or misplaced or put in the wrong pile—a common side effect, no doubt, of living with a mess.
But, still, to lose myself . . .
I decided it was time to step back and look at the situation from a broader perspective.
I had just finished writing A Cluttered Life; and after years of reflecting on the subject, I had no shortage of insights. I had even managed to acquire some pretty effective techniques for creating order. Why, then, I wondered, had I become so overwhelmed once again that I didn’t even know how I was feeling?
Suddenly, it came to me that it’s not about insight or action; it’s about being present. I may now understand many of the psychological and spiritual dimensions of my relationship with clutter and even do what I should to keep my life under control; but until I’m actually living in the moment—and paying attention to what I experience in that moment—losing myself is still just as easy as losing my keys.
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