Let me go for a walk. How do I begin?
By starting from where I am.
I put one foot in front of the other.
Over and over and over.
I alone can do this.
I cannot ask: Would you move for me?
(I could, but this is nonsensical.)
If I want to trek to whatever destination,
I must commence.
Now is the only time;
These steps are the perfect means.
I embark upon the journey.
I open the closet to shine a flashlight on the interior.
What do I see? It depends upon where I focus the light.
I can see the clothes and other items,
To be grateful for what I have.
I can find dirt and dust,
To be motivated to clean.
I can see disorganization and poor design,
To be inspired to reorder.
I can find empty holes and disliked objects,
To feel suffering and lack.
Whatever I discover, whatever I feel, whatever I do…
All depends upon where I focus the beam and how I choose to respond.
The closet itself is simply a space with things.