Sunday, December 16, 2012

A retrospective: Part Two

November 2011-December 2011

Hypatia’s commitment to cleaning each day was a goal that would be hard for some to understand why it would be so challenging.  In some ways, it has been the project she has remained the most consistent with since its inception and that demonstrates the largest shift in her daily behavior.  During the summer, cleaning is daily activity.  Generally this involves dishes and a straightening up of the kitchen.  But, on the rare occasion, when Hypatia has large blocks of free time during the school year, she will use it to ‘deep clean’ some part of the house.  This spring she bravely cleaned the ceiling fan in her bedroom.  Six years of a house that breathes dust left a blanket of Somustuzz (So much dust it’s fuzz) on each blade.  Had it really been white all along?  Another, rather selfish, motive for cleaning is that Hypatia discovered if the kitchen is clean when J comes home, he is more likely to cook her dinner.  Just as Hypatia has learned that coming home to a clean house helps her feel calm and sometimes even lifts her spirits, so it does for J to come home to a clean kitchen.  In the past few months however, Hypatia began to notice that clean, or even tidy, isn't a magic wand for making a home look nice and put together.  Hypatia has, slowly, begun the process of un-cluttering.  This involves lots of rummaging through old clothes, tchotchkes, and décor and then whisking it away to Goodwill. There is a new rule in the house too: If you bring something in, something else needs to leave.  While Hypatia secretly fantasizes about a sleek, modern, minimalist home-that will never happen.  However, saying no to free stuff and goodbye to old stuff is a step in the right direction.

While revisiting Hypatia’s month of giving, it was interesting to follow where the project began and where it ended up.  After five months of attempts at bettering one’s self, December ended leaving Hypatia in quite a funk.  It can be overwhelming, and emotionally heavy, to make and keep one’s self aware of all the need in a community.  Then layer with that the commitment to be proactive, it is easy to see why many people simply bury their heads and forget about it.  This is an issue that Hypatia continues to struggle with each and every day.  This is also an issue that comes up again in the Twenty and Nine Days project.  The silver lining is that Hypatia has made some life changes and choices that do give back, not only to a community, but the world.  And sometimes, giving isn’t about finding where the need is, but ascribing to the notion of paying it forward.  J is really good about this, particularly with tipping, and has helped Hypatia practice this with more regularity.  Little things like rounding up the tip or helping bag at the grocery store. Niceties that may help brighten someone’s day.  Finally, it is worth mentioning a dramatic growth for Hypatia given December’s Day Seventeen post.  She talks about struggling to have compassion for the strangers around her, even when they are at their most irritating.  About two months ago, Hypatia had an experience while driving that crystallized the notion of what you give, you get.  The details are fuzzy at this point, but the basic story is that she was driving in a parking lot when some other driver did something completely stupid, and probably dangerous, which resulted in an unfair and irrational name calling rant at that person in the safety of her own little blue car.  Annoyed, she drove out on the road and moments later proceeded to do something equally stupid, and possibly dangerous, causing another driver to wave hands and presumably spew some choice words. When this happens to Hypatia, when she clearly makes another driver upset, she will often cry.  So at this exact moment-a moment of mixed emotions: sadness, defensiveness, and shame-she vowed to never fall victim to road rage.  She concluded that if everyone gave everyone else the benefit of the doubt as drivers, such as ‘maybe their lost’ or ‘maybe they just got fired and their mind is somewhere else’ (as Hypatia’s usually is in these scenarios) that we would all drive around as happier people.  There is a lot of mental and emotional energy spent on hating strangers, even if just for a fleeting moment.  What is the point? J often touts cars as one of the great evils of our society because when we are safely confined to our little metal boxes, we don’t need to care or think about other people; thus we lose our humanity.   That experience really encapsulated J’s argument.  Since this change in her driving-mindset, Hypatia is a noticeably happier driver.  It is actually quite freeing to just not care if someone is driving like a jack ass and just move on with one’s day.