Spring. New beginnings. Looking forward to the new job. Looking foward to all things new. Opened up the doors and windows today and let the breeze blow through the house as I take down the curtains and throw them in the wash, and begin sweeping out those real and emotional cobwebs and dust bunnies and then shinin’ up the floor.
Set an empty box in the kitchen for all the things I have that I don’t need. . . and wondering where to draw the line on that. I don’t want to get too carried away! But I want to rid my life of all the heavy things that weigh me down.
These things are both real and metaphors, and the housecleaning will freshen up both the house and my emotional life.
This is surely something that farm wives knew that gave them energy to do that thorough “Spring Cleaning.”
It freshens up life, urges us to plant, and cleans out space for our new harvest later on. Everything to its season.
