Cleaning your house = Catharsis of Self

There is something cathartic in cleaning my house. I find a sense of peace in cleaning, dusting, scrubbing, vacuuming, and laundering. Let me elaborate. I stop, block everything else, no school work, homework, lesson planning distractions, attempts to overhaul life, make a difference, be the change. All of that is put on hold and in a meditation state of mind, I throw myself into a fury of working on my house. I think about things, problems, issues, don't necessarily need solutions, but it gives me the time I so desperately need to just reflect and consider my options. I become self-aware and in touch with my intrinsic needs, a deeper connection with the world around me. I swear it's just as good as meditation or prayer. I find myself in the same frame of mind, where I'm calm and focused and aware. Trust me on this, it is a pretty fantastic feeling. And perhaps it won't be generally cleaning for you; maybe scrubbing the toilet brings you close to nirvana, or vacuuming, or cleaning your car, organizing your sock drawer. The point is do something that seems so insignificant and trivial that it makes you understand your own self worth. Even if you're not a neat freak, take the time to slow down and try it. Worse comes to worse you have a sparkling sink and an excuse to say I was wrong about something.