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Cleanliness is Next to Godliness

At least that is how the saying goes.  I never completely understood what the saying meant, all I knew was that if I cleaned up, God would be proud of me, at least that is how my mom sold it to me. 

I've been thinking about this saying lately, or actually, the saying has really been resonating with me lately.  As I gradually get a stronger grip on my ever evolving life, it is becoming more clear why  I was loosening my grip to begin with.  Not at all shocking is that life has been a bit overwhelming and full of barely noticeable changes as well as foundation altering ones.  Each change brought on some level of shift which caused me to loosen my grip on my own personal reality.  A few things started to happen with me.  I was loosening my grip, loosing my grit and I ultimately started loosing my focus.  Man I've been wanting to run away from my life, but since that was not an option, I started to just function to survive and not to live, really live.  Get up, take care of child, go to work, come home and do it again, that is what made sense and helped me manage what felt like an emotional free fall.  Don't worry folks, I've moved out of that space.  Getting a grip.

So going back to the title of this post, when one starts to loosen their grip, the little details of life fall to the wayside.  Working out, eating well, praying, laughing, cleaning...Each of these activities give us clarity on different levels.  Working out...purges toxins from your system through sweat...Eating well...feeds your body and keeps toxins at bay, by building helping to build your immune system...praying - strengthens and feeds your soul and clears the spiritual house...laughing - it feels good and lifts your spirits, cleaning out the emotional grime and build up...Cleaning - a clean home, workspace, car or whatever physical space that is associated with you can help you function at your highest vibration or self.  All of these actions get you to closer to your highest self, your best self, also known as your God/Self..

Cleanliness = God = Clarity = A firm grip on all the changes (big & small).



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