Call a Plumber
“Acting
is not an important job in the scheme of things. Plumbing is.”
Spencer
Tracy
It's
amusing to me what can make your priority list crumble to dust.
Plumbing can do that in my house. At least, problems with plumbing
can do it. I live in a sixty-year old house—certainly not the
oldest or the newest in my neighborhood, but old enough to have
issues. I woke up this morning to problems with my kitchen sink.
Specifically, it was leaking. Before I knew this, I loaded and turned
on the dishwasher—and now I have containers in my basement catching
the overflow that has gone through the wood floor, and through the
ceiling tiles. It will mean plumbing bills, replacing ceiling tiles,
and foraging in my refrigerator and pantry until it's fixed. Not a
big problem in the scheme of things—just a pain in the pocket book.
Having
plumbing problems, however, makes me wonder what is the metaphorical
message—that's a Jungian take on things. What do my leaky water
pipes suggest? I ponder—they're pipes that carry away waste, that
keep my environment clean, that get rid of things I don't want to
touch—and they're leaking. Believe me, what they're leaking does
not remind me of a Euell Gibbons' commercial. “Fresh as a mountain
stream!” They're leaking serious nastiness into my basement.
I'm going with negative thoughts and feelings as the sort of nasty
waste I don't want to touch in my psyche. I've had a run of them
lately due to “stuff.” Holiday stuff, family stuff, political
stuff, world stuff, weather stuff. You might know something about that. At any
rate, negativity, pessimism, judgmental-ism, intolerance, and
irritability are a potent brew for mucking up the “mountain stream” of one's body/mind. They can leave you hateful, and exhausted...and
leaky. You leak out dark energy, and spread it around to others. It
infects them just like a virus.
I'm
calling a plumber. And, I'm adjusting my attitude. This is the kind
of soul work that's stinky, but necessary.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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