Holding Out With Love and Kindness in the Storm

Holding Out With Love and Kindness in the Storm

Our spaces are an expression of our mind. This is concerning. My space is a total mess. I’ve tried so hard and I cleared it out a lot while I was off with a burnout but I was never quite finished. And thus the job isn’t done. There’s nothing I find harder in the world than tidying a room. I have tried a lot of things and I am still waiting for a magic cure. But my room can tell you this

Things are messy, things are disorganised. Things need attending to and clearing up. But in the middle of it all is my bed with my giant purple dragon.

My prayer flags are up and my two postcards from my little sister are on my wall

I realise that my room tells me this: no matter how bad things are, and no matter how messy things are, I hold out with love. I hold onto things with love. Because the Buddhists say: karma is a cake. You can get shitty ingredients and bake a beautiful cake with love. Or you can get fancy ingredients and waste them

The result 

The outcome

Is always dependent on how much love you put in
My desk in Brighton

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