Yesterday I read an e-newsletter sent out by Yoga Centers. Aadil wrote an article on the consciousness of physical things. His premise is: "Everything is an aspect of the Divine. To feel and respect physical things means that one is respecting an aspect of one's self." I was thinking about what he wrote as I cleaned house today. Housecleaning in Tucson is especially joyful for me because our house here is much smaller and easier to care for than our house in Bellevue. I decided to do a thorough dusting including our two pot shelves, which I guessed hadn't been dusted off in 3 years. Pot shelves are an architectural feature in SW style homes and actually were used for storage pots. We have some authentic pots on display on ours. I set up our ladder, then went to work. On the first shelf, I found a rubber ball. A previous renter must have accidentally thrown it up, then left it there. On the second shelf, I found something more interesting. One of our big pots was used for storage. I found a half-empty bottle of Jim Beam whiskey! It is interesting to speculate who may have been storing whiskey there. Was one of our renters a closet alcoholic who needed to hide drinks? Was one of our renters a teenager who was hiding the alcohol from parents? Was it a whimsical gift from our house painters? We're likely never to find out. That got me thinking about what treasures Larry and I would leave behind when we move from our home in Bellevue and how the new owners would speculate about what we left.
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