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Time for spring cleaning....for the soul (Part I)

Finally had some time do some spring cleaning during the deeparaya holidays. Man...do my room need a spring cleaning!!! I've just threw out 5 bags of rubbish and my room still looks cluttered with so much stuff...what to do, I like to keep stuff *sigh*. Actually it took me 3 days to finally finish cleaning my room...hehe, had to stop halfway to meet up with friends and other activities. Now I only need to find time to clean my bathroom...

As I was going through my stuff, I remember this saying I heard from "dunno where" that
The state of our room reflects the state of our soul
....hmmm....i don't know what credentials the person who said this had, but I reflected on it and I think there is some truth to it. Just looking around my room with stacks of half-finished books and papers strewn around, my piano and violin lying there untouched for "dunno how long"....it kinda reflects my soul too. Too busy rushing here and there, doing this thing and that, I think I kinda neglected the "important but not urgent" things of life...like the "Tyranny of the Urgent" we run around doing the urgent but not so important things but the important but not so urgent things get pushed aside.

Before my boss left, she did my appraisal. During the appraisal, she asked me this simple question,
"Am I in touch with my feelings?"
I told her simply, "No, I'm not." And then I started to feel my tears filling up my eyes. And I started to realise that she has a point. I'm so out of touch with my feelings that I don't really know what really makes me happy or why do I feel the way I do anymore. In the working world, where everything is impersonal, we just have to "push aside" our feelings and put up that "professional front". And when 101 things needs your attention right now, you just don't have that time to "smell the roses", so to speak. So my boss encouraged me to attend a personal empowerment workshop and gave me the contact person's number.

Last night as I sat down to do my QT and was praying, this song just came to my mind.

Draw me close to You,
Never let me go....
...help me find the way,
Bring me back to You.

And when I read the lyrics, I just started crying. The lyrics just spoke what I couldn't say. I've been so busy with so many things crowding my attention and time, I think He was pushed aside without me even realising it. When I finally realised just how far away I've gone....I don't know where to begin to find the way back to Him.

But I know that His love endures forever and He will never let me go.

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