The Healthy Home Hypothesis

 

    It's ironic that I'm writing this post with a head cold so strong that I feel like my skull might explode. It's not even funny how much cold medicine is in my system right now, so I apologize if this post doesn't make sense. I have no filter today. It's frightful. I have a rule to not write when I'm sick because all the words get jumbled and I simply don't care, but I'm breaking that rule today because it's been a bit since I've posted and if I want to keep this blog consistent to attract readers, I need to post. 

    Today's topic of discussion is cleaning for your health. Now, some of this is common sense. I mean, we all know that moldy dishes lead to poor health conditions and they can contaminate the air in your home with toxins and spores, but there is a little more to cleaning than that. 

    Did you know that your home is an extension of your being? 

    It is a representation of your mental health, physical health, and lifestyle. Symbolism, souls. Everything we do in life is symbolic of who we are as people. Including our cleaning habits. 

    I think I mentioned this before, but I'm on a detox kick. I'm finding it difficult to be attached to many things in my home. So much so that I have a pile of stuff for a garage sale that is threatening to topple over. I reached a point where I realized that somewhere over the last year and a half I lost myself. Blame it on the quarantine, blame it on the shift in society, blame it on me getting caught up in the fantasies of a little girl, whatever you will, but I think, if anything, quarantine showed me what I really wanted to do with my life. 

    Over the last four months, I've been decluttering my life. I started with things outside of my home. I switched careers, dropped some people who were being toxins in my life, transferred everything but my pharmacy into my new hometown, and then I started in on my home.

    It's so easy to clutter your home. Especially if you're a geek who collects things like I do. I have so many books and Pop! figures that I could open my own mini-library. I also have stuff from past relationships, clothes that no longer fit or I never wear, books I will never read, trinkets that would better serve someone else...if I wasn't attached to the object, I threw it in a box to get rid of. I have one more room in my home to go through and it's the scariest of them all...my office. 

    I don't foresee myself getting rid of much that's in my office, for if something is placed in that room it is because it sparks creativity. My office is the most controlled, cultured environment in my home. I am extremely picky about it.

    When things pile up in our sacred places it blocks our energy. A negative, cluttered environment can lead to a negative and cluttered mind. I can always tell when I'm close to an anxiety episode because my apartment gets dirty and I stop lighting sage. I like to keep my space clean. I feel like I can think better when it is. My creativity flows easier. It's the same for every aspect of our lives. 

    Take Instagram and Facebook, for example, most of us have hundreds or even thousands of friends on those sites.  How many of those friends do we talk to? How many do we actually enjoy the content of? How many only post negative crap that is clogging up the pores of our lives? 

    Two weeks ago I was following 3,564 people on Instagram. Right now I am following 3,000 and I'm still cleaning out my followers. After I'm done with Instagram, I'll be cleaning out Facebook. It's time we quit subjecting ourselves to toxins. We have every right to take care of our mental, physical, and emotional health and if that means letting go of people or things that used to mean something to us, then let go of them. You're worth more than a stuffed panda or a so-called friend who does nothing but gets you into sketchy situations.