“If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?”― Albert Einstein
A friend has an uncanny ability of visiting when I am in the middle of a writing project. Today was a miss. Had she visited, she would have found the extra table set up with eight books covering three surfaces as I was researching and working on material. The last time she visited, she said, “Am I interrupting?” Never is it an interruption when a beloved friend stops by.
There may be an appearance of chaos, but underneath are still waters. The extra table has been put away. The pull out surface has been put back into its place, invisible to those who may visit. From eight books and internet research spread out covering every available surface, I have keyed over 2,000 words. I feel free, meeting a deadline.
Meeting a deadline frees me to visit family at Amelia Island. They are here for a conference. I will join them for the joy of a visit. The extra table has been put away. Eight books borrowed from protective shelves have been returned to their home base. I am free of a cluttered desk, for a little while. There are people who need a response, who need attention. Clutter will return, but hopes to resolve concerns will rise to the top of the clutter. I look forward to a beloved friend stopping by.
“Let all that you do be done in love.” 1 Corinthians 16:14