Feng Shui
in Giggles on October 21, 2015
Well, I’m not dead.
Sigh of relief. I’m just probably the worst stay-home-mom on the planet. Truth be told, I was SO MUCH BETTER at managing my time when I had no time to manage, than I am right now. Let that statement sink in for a minute. Last Spring, while I was still in school, I was up to my eyeballs busy–busy like nobody should be busy–EVER. I think I was taking 17 hours in order to graduate, still trying to keep all of my kids alive and not burn down my house. And somewhere in all of that chaos, I wrote more blog posts in a week than I have in the last three months. Go figure.
The simple fact of the matter is this: I need to get out of this house. Ahem. Let me qualify that. I need to get out of this house for things other than carpool and grocery store errands. I do better when I have more to do…provided that “more-to-do” is something that engages my mind. I’m very particular.
Which brings me to my title. What do you know about feng shui? To be fair and honest, I don’t know much about it. It’s just fun to say. The Chinese have been practicing this ancient art of arranging buildings and furniture for centuries. They call upon the mystical magnetic forces and look to the stars. The dynasties of old positioned their palaces according to the perfectly peaceful harmonious spot designated by these mystics, and apparently it is important to know where to place things. According to certain people in my life, who shall remain nameless (Jeff Louis) it is very important to know where to place things…not only to know where to place things…but to make sure those things find their way to their proper resting place. Then, and only then, can your home find true peace and harmony.
What a bunch of hooey.
I have three kids and two dogs. The art of Feng Shui is 100% completely lost on them…but since this an honest post today, I cannot lay sole blame on them. I am what you could call a creative person; some people (my sweet hubster) might say that is code for messy. I say, nonsense! Creative people operate in a different realm than normal folks! I can prove it. When your children are first learning about their imaginations, they pull out every-single-toy-coloring-book-blanket-pencil-stuffed-animal-truck-doll-remote-control-anything-and-everything while building a city that only they can see. We, as adults walk into their playroom, and think the latest A-bomb has been set off. Feng Shui? I don’t think so. But, to them, their little minds are expanding at an exponential rate. It is creativity in its purest form.
My home office looks a LOT like a child’s playroom. As a matter of fact, I am typing this post from my cozy chair because my desk is somewhat over-crowded today. I have a stuffed rooster on my desk, a Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head in my cabinet (that belongs to me–not my kids), I have crayons and a complete set of army men at my disposal.
Why?
I am a writer. I am a speaker. My creativity strikes in some odd places, at some odd times, and comes from some oddly shaped inspirations. One final thought, it IS important to know where to place things, and everything should have a place. But, my house is lived in. Almost everything in my has a place…but the things that belong regardless of shelf or closet space are the little ones that make the biggest messes in the first place.
Here’s hoping your day is messy enough for the record books!
Dallas
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Lynn Doyer says:
Been missing the blog but figured you were decompressing after finishing your degree. Don’t worry about the Feng Shui stuff, I figure you kind of have to be born into that culture to fully embrace its concept. I like your way better, good old American controlled chaos!