Clutter Clearing For The Soul

Sometimes life is hard. And messy. And full of ack that frakking sprays all over the place.

Being covered in ack spray is pretty craptastic.

And maybe you didn’t shake it off quite as well as you thought you did. So the hard stuff starts to pile up. There it is hanging out in your head, in your heart, in your relationships, in your life.

And it’s seriously starting to clutter stuff up.

It doesn’t even have to be great-big-huge hard. It could be small-but–crazy-annoying hard. Or well-it’s-not-horrific-but-it-still-sucks hard.

It doesn’t really matter where the hard falls on the suck spectrum. It’s there. And it’s piling up.

This leaves you with a heaping pile of clutter.
Soul clutter.


Dirty socks.
Ew.
When you don’t clean your house, it gets messy.

Dirty socks on the floor.
A mountain of dishes in the sink.
Piles of chocolate wrappers in the corners of every room.

Pretty soon you can’t see the floor. Or the coffee table. Or the dog. Because they’re all covered with crap.

The same thing happens to your inner bits too.

Yesterday’s hard piles up on top of the day before yesterday’s hard. Which was already sitting on last week’s ack. Which was resting on the ack from last year, and that one really bad job interview in 2001 and the ohmygod-I-was-so-embarrassed-I-could-have-died thing from third grade.

Ack on top of ack on top of ack.


If your soul had a couch…

All of this stuff is hanging out in your life. Taking up space. Covering up your awesome. Crashing on your soul’s couch. (If your soul had a couch. Which it totally doesn’t. But work with me here, ok?)

And pretty soon you don’t recognize yourself or your life. Because it’s all covered in ack.

The piles of inner stuff cover up who you are. They start to obscure your bigness. Your awesomeness. Your fabulosity.

They pile up on top of your potential, and make you feel like your life is meant to be small. (It’s not.)

All of this clutter takes up space where you’re supposed to be supremely rocking out. Being your fabulous self. Doing your thing. Surrounded by gorgeousness.

And when these piles of soul-cluttering ack cover your awesome for long enough, you forget how awesome you really are. At best, you feel small and insignificant and utterly unawesome. At worst, you’re miserable and scared and absolutely, sucktastically stuck.

Stuck and struggle feel like the norm, because they’ve become the norm. You stop trying because you’re tired and completely acked out.

And if things seriously suck, maybe you’ve even stopped hoping that things will ever be any different. Which is the scariest and most craptastic place of all.

Even though you know that life wasn’t always like this. I mean, you didn’t always feel this bad. But happier days, when you knew you really rocked, are – you guessed it – covered in clutter and pretty much hidden from sight.


The antidote for ack

So when you’re buried under ick and ack, and totally surrounded by inner clutter, what do you do? How do you get back to a good place that you don’t even really remember?

Sacred sound.

Sacred sound swaggers up to these piles of ack – yeah, swaggers – and starts removing one clutter-ey bit after another. Like clutter clearing for the soul.

All the I-could-never-do-thats and the I’m-not-good-enoughs? Gone.

Along with the I-don’t-deserve-its and the I’m-nobody-specials. Also gone.

And the my-mom/dad/ex/coach-told-me-I’d-never-amount-to-anything rap? Gone too.

The hurt-that’s-hurt-for-so-long-it’ll-hurt-forever hurt? Gone. Gone. And gone.


Hey gorgeous!

With sacred sound the piles of ack are gently and totally taken apart. And bagged up. And tossed out.

The space that used to be filled with ack and ick becomes clutter free. So you have room to rock out. And do your thing. And fill up with exactly the kind of awesome you want.

The floor of your soul is vacuumed and shined up all pretty-like. (If your soul had a floor. Which it totally doesn’t. But, well, you know. Work with me.)

But, best of all, after you hang out with sacred sound you can see your gorgeousness again. You get how amazing you are, and how your life can totally be delicious.


Chocolate! Chocolate! Chocolate!

Because sacred sound takes away all the so-not-you stuff so that all you’re left with is you in all of your pure, unadulterated fabulousness.

Which totally turns up the volume on your ability to rock the awesome. Which means that it becomes about a billion times easier for you to shine like the friggin’ sun.

Ok, that calls for a woot! and some chocolate.

Plus when you declutter the inside, the outside changes too.

The way your life looks day to day. What you’re able to do. What shows up in your world. The relationships you have with other people.

You change. Life changes. Everything changes.

For the better. For good.

Because thankfully sacred sound remembers who you are, even when you forget. And it takes you back there every single time.

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Yeah, I thought so.

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10 Responses to Clutter Clearing For The Soul
  1. Julia
    October 8, 2009 | 4:02 pm

    Great post, and absolutely right on. Heading for the chocolate right now, because my fabulous self deserves it!
    .-= Julia´s last blog ..Results =-.

  2. Gina
    October 8, 2009 | 7:18 pm

    Whew! Sounds awesome. And almost unbelievable. And yet, I totally get it. As you know.
    .-= Gina´s last blog ..The Morality of Healing =-.

  3. leah
    October 8, 2009 | 8:19 pm

    another great post, fabeku!

    i think i’ll have some chocolate to celebrate it along with you. 🙂
    .-= leah´s last blog ..Connecting to Your Longing =-.

  4. Chloe Walker
    October 8, 2009 | 9:39 pm

    As I said on Twitter, this post rocks my effing socks off. I’ve known for a while that I’ve got layer upon layer of stuck but I’ve never thought of it as piles. Piles! Like the piles on my actual, real couch! As my Mum would probably say, something could be *living* in there! Ew!

    Um, I think I will be needing your assistance before the end of the year.

  5. Josiane
    October 8, 2009 | 11:11 pm

    A couch for my soul! Yes! This is freaking genius. I want one!
    You know, those conversations Havi has with her monsters and walls and stuff? I’ve tried it, but it never worked very well. Now I know why: there was no comfy place to hang out and have a chat in there! Thank you for providing me with the perfect solution: a couch for my soul. Ah, that feels perfect! So perfect, actually, that I think I’ll go and make one for real. I’ll let you know how it turns out.

    On a more serious note (not that I wasn’t serious as heck about my soul’s couch, ’cause I totally was!), this bit here: “sacred sound takes away all the so-not-you stuff so that all you’re left with is you in all of your pure, unadulterated fabulousness”, well, it gave me goosebumps. This is *so* what I need… so much so that it feels terribly exciting AND crazy scary, all at once. Isn’t it sad that the prospect of that much fabulousness feels so scary?
    .-= Josiane´s last blog ..Practicing body poetry with Havi =-.

  6. Tammy Vitale
    October 9, 2009 | 9:02 am

    this is SO good! I’m off with it to Twitter and FB. Really REALLY good! (I’d be jealous but it’s so good I can’t be – the world need this. Me too!)

  7. Deborah Weber
    October 9, 2009 | 6:34 pm

    This is brilliant – Sacred Sound blasts the stuck-on goo AND plumps the pillows on the Soul Couch. Can’t get better than that!
    .-= Deborah Weber´s last blog ..Letting Go =-.

  8. chris zydel
    October 10, 2009 | 2:04 pm

    Oh my goodness, fabeku. What an awesomesauce post!! And I LOVE the idea of sacred sound SWAGGERING!! Sacred sound as a bad ass ninja! That’s an image that I will carry with me for a VERY long time.

    Thanks… as always. You ROCK!!
    .-= chris zydel´s last blog ..Ghost Ranch 2009: Bringing The Magic Of Being On Retreat Back Home =-.

  9. Julie Stuart
    October 12, 2009 | 9:27 pm

    This is an awesome explanation of how you do what you do. And the “anecdote to ack” is a fabulous description. Thanks for this!!
    .-= Julie Stuart´s last blog ..Got a business plan that makes you smile? =-.

  10. Fabeku
    October 14, 2009 | 12:35 pm

    @Julia – Thanks! Glad you dug the post. And right on with the chocolate. You totally deserve it!

    @Gina – Yeah, it does sound pretty incredible. No matter how many times I see huge stuff shift crazy fast I’m always kind of awed by it. Pretty amazing. And pretty cool.

    @Leah – Yay! I love that you’re celebrating. And I love that you’re celebrating with chocolate! Woot!

    @Chloe – Rocked your socks off? Awesome! The pile thing was really helpful for me too. To really get it, and to be able to work with it. And I’m totally happy to help. Feel free to get in touch anytime.

    @Josiane – Couches for the soul! Yay! Make your soul all comfy-like. I love it. Let me know how the couch-making goes. I also get what you mean about the mix of excited and scared. That seems totally understandable to me. And totally normal too, if that helps.

    @Tammy – Hey! Thanks for sharing the post far and wide. I appreciate that like crazy. Totally glad you loved it.

    @Deborah – Blasting stuck-on goo and plumping pillows… that’s perfect! And you’re awesome.

    @Chris – Yeah, sacred sound has been known to swagger. In the most not-obnoxious way possible.

    @Julie – Coolness! I’m glad the post helps to give a peek into what I do. And yeah, antidote for ack is about the best description I’ve got for this stuff.

    Thanks taters for hanging out and saying hey. I appreciate it – and you – tons and tons and tons. I feel like I’m starting to find my groove with this blog thing. And eventually I’ll find my groove with this replying-to-comments thing too. *shy grin*

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