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Recently I was gathering books to bring to work to share with my clients.  Inspirational authors such as Alan Cohen, Shel Silverstein,  Gregg Braden, Judith Orloff, Michael Beckwith, Dr. Seuss, Neale Donald Walsch, Marianne Williamson, Joan Borysenko, Karen Drucker, Jim Donovon as well as ecstatic poets Rumi, Hafiz and Gibran are my literary housemates. I realized that I have more of those treasures than any other item in my home. A friend uses the term ‘verbivore’ to describe himself and I would have to say that I fit into the category as well, since I was raised reading and being read to. Words fill my soul to overflowing and I can’t help but share them. It is hard to imagine my life without them; how infinitely enriched I am with them. So, it occurred to me to consider this question: If someone walked into my house and knew nothing about me, what would they discern about my life? They would see an eclectically decorated home, many windows and a skylight to usher in the sun and stars, with copious amounts of books, music filtering through the air, incense wafting at times. Green beings (a.k.a plants) drink in the light and thrive. It has a welcoming feel to it. While I do have a wee bit of clutter, there is a spaciousness about it. My take is that the way we keep our environment is a reflection of how we live. When my surroundings are clear, so too are my thoughts. When I have excess ‘stuff’ around, my monkey mind is more likely to have a field day.

So what will people imagine your life is like if you were to welcome them to your space?

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