Powering through the to-do-list has been at the fore this week. While it is pleasing to put the tick in the box, the list seems to have one task ticked off, two more tasks added. Typically, there are many things not on the list.
The practical achievements are easy to see. The garden, shed and garage are cleared and numerous trips to the recycling centre made. Boxes are everywhere and space around the house appearing. Walls and shelves have gradually become bare. The spare beds have been dismantled and striped for recycling where possible. Three separate piles of bare wood, metal springs and materials for recycling. I feel rich.
Rich? A strange word to use when recycling? But it’s not the first time I’ve experienced the feeling when recycling. It’s a positive feeling. Pride that I’m giving back. In my small ecosystem, I’m doing a little good.
Little, and often makes a difference. I pat myself on the back when the recycling bin is fuller than the rubbish; when I dismantle things to separate the recycling from the non-recycling; simple things like using the water butt to water the garden rather than fresh water from the tap; or feeding the vegetable scraps to the worms. All minor actions in the scheme of things, but every little helps….
These small actions give me satisfaction. I’m not going to be an eco-warrior or green champion. I’m not doing it to change or influence others. I’m doing it for myself. And I feel good about it.
Standing tall in the knowledge that I’m doing my little bit. Yes, I could do so much more, but I’m learning to celebrate the good things I do and not to beat myself up for what I could’ve done.
Making progress, no matter how small, is giving me confidence. More motivation. Greater purpose. Sometimes it’s tough and I need the time to reflect. The things I can control remain my focus.
Despite all that’s going on, I’m calm, composed and focused. Maybe the calm before the storm. But, I’m ready for the next few weeks as I’m expecting it to be busy, a few things will not go to plan and there will continue to be the occasional soul searching.
But things are good.