Weeks ago, I had a number of family and friends over to the apartment. This was part two of a process in getting the apartment organized after my mother’s death. All of her clothes were bagged up, to donate to the homeless. Closets were gone through, and papers separated for shredding. Books that have piled up have been sorted, and rearranging of items (pictures, bookcases, nick-knacks, etc) has begun.
There is still more to do: the kitchen cabinets need to be done, as a few other places. If there was a nook or space, there is something there to go through. Then will come time to invite an estate person in, and sell what is worth selling and donate what isn’t.
Rabbi Pam suggested that, when this is all under control, that I hold a cleansing ritual, to claim the apartment space as mine. Even though I’ve lived there for years, taking care of my parents, and taking refuge for myself in the long run, and I’ve never felt comfortable in any space but the bedroom. That has to change.
Sometime in the near future I’ll invite family and friends over again. We’ll hold some sort of ceremony (even though the burning of sage and walk through the apartment, room to room, has been suggested, I don’t think that’s me), throw a bit of a pot luck, and hopefully find the way to take comfort in places I find little to none at the moment.
So, as I plan this, I am curious as to what YOU have done (or would do) in a cleansing/claiming of space ritual? Plucking a chicken and waving it over my head three times is an option 🙂 , but I’d rather not go there, like the burning sage.