Standing in My Truth, Living in My Clutter

It has been barely 24 hours since I constructed and posted my Mission statement, but it is working its magic already! 

So, picture me walking about my appartment, memorizing my mission statement so I can say it aloud anywhere at any time until it is so rooted into my subconscious it cannot help but manifest! I felt great! I was feeling so pumped! Suddenly, I bump into my ironing board which was still set up in the middle of my living room for so long I used it as a countertop for anything and everything imaginable. As the iron, luckily unplugged, went tumbling to the floor, I had a MOMENT... I looked around, still a little pumped up from my mission statement and I saw my apartment as if for the first time. It was A MESS! Old water bottles, I swore I would recycle held hands with discarded matchbooks and cigarette boxes long empty of my nicotine nightmare sticks. My closet was cramped with so much of the junk I have not seemed to be able to part with yet rarely use, including clothes I should have gotten rid of a long time ago.

I have been LIVING A CLUTTERED LIFE and my apartment was a testament to that.

As the Universe would have it, I was suddenly reminded of the random call I received from the San Fernando Valley Rescue Mission. A lady called "at random" folks to see if they had anything they wanted to donate when their truck came into our neighborhood on Thursday. I said sure, but I proceeded to forget all about it. Until today.  I have to say, whether I was consciously thinking of this or not when I wrote my mission statement, the Universe has provided me with an opportunity to embrace "helping others as well as myself" by donating some food and clothes from my cramped closet. It seems like a "Win, Win" to me.

I suppose, the task of de-cluttering my life and apartment can be, instead of a drama, an opportunity to be of service. Who knew?   One thing is for sure. The changes I need to make as the newly appointed CEO Of My Own Life are literally falling at my feet like that iron of mine.

What else is there to do but ride this wave of self-discovery and have as much fun as possible along the way?

Time to get to work on my closet!