Don't let cluttered home stifle your imagination

Do you feel that no one in your family understands you?

My heart goes out to you!

I know how you have been put down because of your imagination, creativity and sidetrackedness. We don't fit the mold our family wants us to fit. God knows how hard we have tried to be what they wanted us to be.

Everybody just wants to be loved. The problem is they don't know how to love us, and that is not their fault. Our imagination and creativity is our gift. That gift gets us sidetracked, and at that point we are criticized for not finishing what we started. We flit from flower to flower making the world a beautiful place like butterflies.

Here is the most exciting part of our imagination and creativity: We are very intelligent — so much so that it might even scare our family.

We were not "born organized," but we can learn how to be organized. But this organization cannot be stuffed down our throats. As children we were told to go clean our rooms. Our brains are so busy with creating that we don't know how to clean a room.

Now, here is the funny part. A born organized person does not know how to teach us to do this either. They don't understand themselves how it is done because in the first place they have never allowed anything to get that messy. The other part of it is that they just do and don't think about it.

I have watched born organized people, and they are constantly puttering around the house doing things. They flit around with a purpose to put things back into the order they have set up. We flit because we don't know where to start and we are trying to do too many things at one time.

So how do we use our imagination and creativity to help us learn how to flit with a purpose? We have to practice staying focused, even if it is only five minutes at a time. Then we have to make it fun and it will get done.

Let me start by saying, "I am not your mother demanding that you go clean your room!" Now here is the tough part. If you have heard your mother's voice when you have read my messages then we are going to work hard to remove that voice from your head.

You are an adult, and this is your home. I am not your mother; I am your dear friend that you have asked to help you. I am not critical of the way you keep your home because I am just like you. I have lived in clutter and CHAOS too and I understand how the clutter becomes a cocoon to isolate you from your imagination and creativity.