brittle Feng shui

I feel like a racer on the starting block, waiting for that gunshot and that gunshot ain't coming and i'm so PUMPED for it! So much needs to move forward but is stalling.

Snow getting in the way in Vermont (Nadia you know what I mean.)

Waiting to hear from colleges so that we can plan Spring break visits.

Burning with impatience for my book cover, so that I can send my novel out. 

Waiting to hear from the people whose life I just adapted into a screenplay hoping that they loved it (but what if they... gasp... hated it?)

And my nose is clogged shut by a monster cold i cand breede!

Rhahh this is torture!

In an attempt to remove blockage from my life, I decided to clear feng shui,  beginning with the unbelievable amount of crap accumulated under my bed.  

The junk I found there was mind-boggling. There was the extended family of dust bunnies, no wonder my nose refuses to unclog, then the scrunched-up content of four boxes of kleenexes, heavy with dried-up snot, fruit of a winter's worth of colds and a spring's worth of allergies. And then, and I had to marvel at the symbolism, there, under our marital bed were enough sharp/cutting objects to shred a 20 year marriage to pieces: three kids plastic swords, an exacto knife, a board filled with dozens of pins (I use those to map out storylines), and this was not symbolically bad enough for my relationship, a huge guillotine-looking paper trimmer I did not even remember owning.

I guess in the process of making sharp and dangerous things inaccessible to small children I crafted the mother of all toxic relationship feng shui. 

So now you could have a picnic under the bed it's that clean.  The bunnies have found a new home in the belly of my vacuum cleaner, the kleenexes were recycled (is it morally reprehensible to put kleenexes in the recycling bin?) and the sharp things are to be moved under Brad and Angelina's bed because all that passion they are displaying is making me feel insecure.  Now good Feng shui can freely flow in and out of the room.  I'll let you know if things become unblocked and make a Feng Shui believer out of me.

Comments

[mlleparadis]

uh oh just discovered your book mosaic. have wanted to read the agassi book. did you like it?

and about those kleenexes.....i have not actually been stockpiling them under the bed.......BUT i HAVE wondered about the recycling part. i really do not see why not.

[alicia]

Oh, brilliant post! I need to apply some feng shui to my bedroom too...

[Feng Shui By Fishgirl]

I'm proud of you! Do keep me posted if your feng shui improved.

[linda]

i had a suggestion but, tho it had me rolling about in gales of laughter, it is too late now since you already cleaned ... BUT so you can have a laugh with your current 'cleaning' aches and pain, it was adding a mirror HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

sigh, ok, lame i know but at the time reading this, wasn't that just perfect?? :)
xoxo and many wishes for good fortune, peace, prosperity and health=disgusting used knarly kleenex begone and as to the ? of the recycling of said... have you heard of karma? ummmmmmmmm :) had to just make your day now didn't i? apologies but i have a 'wicked' wit or so i'm told, not that i agree or anything....xxxx

[Robin Pickens]

Oh thank goodness I am not holding the gunshot back any more! Run darling, run! Win the race!
I have started my own feng shui clean-out in the office and it's not pretty. Started with rearranging the desk to help the flow of energy that was blocked by my large monitor. But then I had a weird giant floating island of connected desks angled into the center of the room and it was just so wrong. And massive. Now I'm on version 3 of my newer but not-convinced-better office and have a mess of stuff piled about that was unearthed in the moving of furniture. Which brings up "why am I keeping some of this stuff??" Sigh. Feng Shui excavation. In a quarry of crap. I have not found any old kleenexes at this point which feels like a small accomplishment I can hold onto.