There have been brilliant minds that have navigated the path from chaos to clarity. Inventors take a problem and all the chaos surrounding it and begin to find a way to clarity to solve the problem. I’m certain the inventor of the wheel was watching humans lifting and carrying heavy objects, horses or donkeys dragging objects behind them, and watching people drop and break things, and get hurt from their labors. Somehow the inventor went from that chaos on a journey toward clarity. Imagine all the drawings with a stick on the dirt ground, trying to devise a way to transport items. There would have been a riot of ideas coming to surface, and a lot of rocks getting pounded on and shaped, a lot of trial and error on this journey. And then, the moment of clarity, when a vision of a wheel appeared in the mind of the inventor. Suddenly, the mind would be off to the races, imagining all the practical ways to use this magnificent wheel.
What a beautiful thing is clarity. I am sure the journey to her is messy and difficult.
I think about my house. My husband was diagnosed with cancer in 2019. That began 5 years of trips to the cancer center which is an hour and a half away, treatments and hospitalizations. In the meantime, my house was empty a lot, but it was also neglected. It needs a good purging. So chaos and the journey to clarity speaks to me of my house. What would clarity look like? Unfortunately, I’m going to have to face the chaos and let it have its way in my life for a bit before I can reach clarity, or a way to organize and purge my belongings. The journey part is daunting, pulling things out and sorting through and making decisions. I hope I can find the strength to do it soon. Don’t misunderstand, my house isn’t a mess and I’m not a hoarder, but there are things you accumulate when you live in a house for 30 years. I don’t want to die and leave it all for my kids to sort through.
Life is chaos, and we are always on a journey to find clarity.
A Little Bit of Everything, With Love 
Many historians and archaeologists believe the concept of the wheel likely evolved from the practice of using logs as rollers to move heavy objects.
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That makes sense. Thank you for your comment, as you always add so much to the post.
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You are so welcome and that makes total sense to me.
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Thanks for sharing your journey! Clarity will emerge, and facilitate future growth.
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Yes, I’m sure you’re right. Thank you!
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I’m trying to do the same with many of the things my husband hung onto. It’s easy to say he was a hoarder, because he saved everything. Each item had value to him. Tossing any of those things away is like disposing of his treasured memories. I think my children will benefit from taking care of those things when I die, but for now, I plan to hang onto a few of them too.
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You make a good point. If it is still too tender a memory, why cause myself extra pain? My children will not feel so sentimental about most things.
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They’re too busy making their own memories, so give them the honor of getting rid of those things when you pass.
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