Spring Cleaning the House of Cards

Falling back. Into the house of cards. Sifting and shedding. Cleaning out the closets. How can such a small forgotten space hold so much slipshod? Throwing out used up beliefs. Time to burn the old tapes. The stench is nauseating. Open the fucking windows! Let the air in. Breathe the freshness. Winter is over. Sit in a sunbeam and absorb nature’s hug. Beam me up, Scotty! Why limit yourself to the view of four walls and a closed door? Raise the shades first if caution is a must, but at least peak at what you are missing. When you glimpse the expansive beauty of the field, you will want to explore! And why not? Our house is HERE in the middle of the field for a reason. Explore the field! Come back under the roof for shelter as needed, sure. But we must open the fucking windows! Let in the light! How can we make the best decisions in life and work with only stale, overused, cold, dark air thick with the dust of the ages? Open the windows and let the fresh exhale of the universe blow away the stagnancy. Let clarity visit. Or, even better, open the door and step out! It is only a house of cards after all. What can it possibly shelter you from? Breathe deeply and become the exhalation yourself. Be the breath of fresh air the world is gasping for… Blow the old house of cards out of the way!