{"id":120,"date":"2023-04-17T11:14:50","date_gmt":"2023-04-17T11:14:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hillbury.net\/wordpress\/?p=120"},"modified":"2023-04-17T11:14:50","modified_gmt":"2023-04-17T11:14:50","slug":"slice-of-susie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hillbury.net\/wordpress\/index.php\/2023\/04\/17\/slice-of-susie\/","title":{"rendered":"Slice of Susie"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Messy Cycles<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It is the hours between darkness and light and I can hear the birds beginning their dawn chorus, even though it is still dark.  I have woken and the mind was not quiet and so I have arisen and I&#8217;m sitting here at the page.  My Bestie and I were talking about my constant cycle of mess in my house and the &#8216;forever-ness&#8217; of clearing up, tidying up and then the mess forming again.  I seem to repeat this cycle over and over and it is difficult to break it.  The &#8216;mess&#8217; became my &#8216;heavenly mess&#8217; for a time and I would rail and frustrate, and lament and still the cycle repeated.  I bought books on the subject, and have watched Youtube videos, and naught has successfully helped me to evolve beyond the mess.  I have concluded I need to go deeper than the mess itself and explore the me that gets here so often, destination mess central. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I feel that perhaps there is a part of me that hides behind the mess, much like I did as child when I hid behind my mother&#8217;s skirts.   I have the echo of a memory of that, shyly looking round a corner or hiding behind a cupboard door.  To show up for myself has been, and still is, a challenge.  If I take myself seriously, if I &#8216;bother&#8217; then I have to take a central role in my life, and there&#8217;s a fear of getting it wrong.  So if I live in a mess, then I don&#8217;t have to show up.  I can just lament about the me that causes this and I don&#8217;t have to look any further.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The &#8216;wrongness&#8217; of me has weighted heavily over the years and it is only now in these &#8216;wise&#8217; years that I am beginning to appreciate the &#8216;rightness&#8217; of me, at last.  And so I am beginning again with the mess.  This time I&#8217;m hoping I can really dig deep and experience this pattern from a different vantage point.  I know that when I take the time to really listen to myself, I do make changes that work.  And I know that to be bothered to explore what&#8217;s going on behind the mess, is worth my consideration.  So I shall look at my messy rooms with fresh eyes and see what treasures I can find, both through the physical process of sifting and sorting.  And the emotional process of where I am hiding myself here.  And I will challenge myself, in a loving way, to start showing up in my life, here in this house that I call my home.  I am coming home to myself, at last!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Messy Cycles It is the hours between darkness and light and I can hear the birds beginning their dawn chorus, even though it is still dark. I have woken and the mind was not quiet and so I have arisen and I&#8217;m sitting here at the page. 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