Boxes from the years 2007, 2008, and 2009 were stacked high on two palettes (4’w x 7’l x 5’h) for five years (since our 2009 move-in). A 3-hour organizing session with a professional organizer yesterday helped me to get started with dismantling this mountain (see a before photo at my earlier post, “Unpacking the Past”). In addition to candles, music, clothing, and magazines, we ran into certain contents from 2007 and 2008 that we labeled “trauma” and we created a small section of trauma-related boxes with clear labels on shelving. By the end of the session, I was exhausted physically, mentally, and emotionally.
Today my initial plan was to have a good long rest from organizing, but something changed my mind this evening. I couldn’t sit still. The basement boxes were weighing heavy on my mind and the anxiety was driving me crazy; I was stirred into action with a strong body/mind desire to “get-it-over!” feeling that ripping the band-aid fast off the wound would be less painful than waiting another week to work with the organizer. With my dog, Miss Honey, by my side, I ventured down to the basement, turned on all the lights and an oldies radio station, and started digging into the island boxes as if I was hunting for treasure. I took boxes away from the stack and unpacked the contents into meta-categories (kitchen, bath, garden, books, office, art supplies, trauma 2007/8); the stack became smaller and smaller. Running into potentially trauma-triggering contents was easier for me this time. It took me less time to identify boxes with strong memories attached. I quickly made labels “trauma 2008” for these boxes and placed them in my growing “trauma” section. After three hours of solo work, I had unloaded the palettes and completely dispersed the sizable island-of-boxes into clearly marked meta-floaters.
It feels great to have no-more five-year-island-of-boxes in our basement. The guts of the home’s foundation feels a lot lighter and cleaner, as if probiotics are doing their part to restore health to the home’s system. I also took a photo of the empties stack, to further validate the cleanse.
Moving forward with a listening heart,
vision, inquiry, and action,
This post is part of the series: Transforming Trauma, Becoming Whole.
Please read “40+ Days of Desert Practice” for the series description and background.