So the other day, I shared an idea on my WhatsApp status on rearranging our personal spaces and how that can ultimately change our perspectives. I even went further to clarify that by rearranging I didn't just mean the usual clean and declutter but a literal movement of objects & even furniture. As I had pointed out (on there still) I admit I cannot affirm the psychology behind it despite being fully convicted that it could be effective.
Now when I highlighted on it I did not anticipate being the very first to attest to it's effectiveness; yet here we are, already a blog innit.
As you may have already figured, yes I did rearrange my personal space. No, it was not in anyway visually satisfying and yet it seemed to feel just right. Chuckling almost, cause I couldn't put a finger on it in the very moment.
Until later that night and it hit me , like a neat whisky the moment I walked through my front door; the fresh perspective that I had insecurely preached about. In the moment it dawned on me why despite the unsatisfactory transformation, the change still somehow managed to tickle a sweet spot.
I recently moved to this particular space and even with the constant mantra "less perfection, more authenticity" I managed to lose myself into the constant need to pursue the very perfection over the authenticity. The sudden rearrangement however, had shaken me back into a mindset of composure and mental repose. In this little while, I'd inherently remembered to just exist and relish in the joy of attaining this particular milestone. Relearning to overlook the bare & undecorated dull walls and focus more on the new found freedom.
In the end, after all the idea to rearrange spaces proved to candidly help shift one's perspective on all things LIFE!
With thoughtfulness, Mwangi
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