This made me think about life. Where do we find our space in life? Often, when things are the most confused, that's exactly what we need to do - find space. We get so caught up in the details of our lives, in everything we're supposed to be doing, in all the things we need to take care of, that we often forget to just be. We forget to find the space to just breathe.
There's a lovely thing about space. It's full of potential. It's open, expanding, and very welcoming. In our living room, there is now a space where the coffee table was. It's a very obvious space, because I'm used to it being filled with a coffee table. I hardly ever really noticed that coffee table, nice as it was, but now that the coffee table is gone, it's what my attention is drawn to first when I walk in the room.
When you create space, you open to possibility. Or at least, you have the choice to open to possibility. I could choose to look at the space where the coffee table was and see it as a space where the coffee table was. Or I can choose to look at it and realize I've never appreciated that space before, and now I get to. There are a million things that could fill that space, including nothing. And, for the moment anyway, I can choose whatever I'd like to fill it. Right now, I choose nothing, because it reminds me of the immense possibility it represents.
Sometimes the space we need in our life is in our physical surroundings, sometimes in our relationships, sometimes in our schedules, sometimes in our jobs. Wherever it is, we can choose to see space as a haven for us or a hell. I choose the former, because it gives me peace in the midst of confusion. It reminds me that life is about potential, not about limits. And it opens me up to that wonderment of childhood again of "what shall I do today?"
There is no limit until we create it. Until then, it's only potential. And space puts us smack in the middle of it.