Mini-Vac Labyrinth – Chats with My Constant Traveller

Every day, without fail, I have deep and interesting chats with my Constant Traveller.

She is the one companion who never leaves me.  In good times we celebrate.  In blah times we conspire.  In crappy times we innovate.

My Constant Traveller celebrates every day we wake up on this side of the grass! She loves to mount an expedition and discover something colored beautiful in the days when I am feeling blah.  The crappy stuff is where we hunker down and dig in – because she knows that it is where I am uncomfortable that I experience the most growth.

And…her eyes light up and she laughs like a child every time she tells a good poop joke.   She advises me to be wary of those who don’t laugh at a good poop joke.

“You never know,” she says, “Constipation of the mind may be contagious…”

My Constant Traveller holds a PhD in Creativity, specializing in No Nonsense Philosophy and  Communication, from the prestigious School of What Is.  We have had many epic adventures together.

I live with three cats, Clawdia, Joey, and Jerry, who I know for a fact are furry-gurus.  Besides offering me consistent practice in litter-box detailing, 100 chances each day to practice my Greetings and Farewells by letting them in and out of the house, and instructing me in the elegant arts of paper chewing and desk-document rearrangement, their hairy contributions to our living spaces present me with a daily opportunity to perfect my vacuuming skills.

I have become a Master of the Mini-Vac on a Stick.  My trusty vac and I have gathered enough kitty-hair tumbleweeds to begin a thriving throw pillow business…if stuffing pillows with kitty-hair ever becomes a thing.  My Constant Traveller, ever the exemplary, instructs me to, “Use it, lose it, or it will use you.”

She offered me a something colored beautiful moment this morning as I was sucking up tumbleweeds.  We decided to call it the Mini-Vac Labyrinth Exercise.

My great room floor looks like planks.  The lines run in a satisfyingly straight motif from one side the room to the other, something that delights my husband and me to no end, because it means that the gents who laid the floor were dedicated to excellence.  We celebrate that.

I generally rise between 6:00 and 6:30 am.  Mornings are my most productive time for contemplation, reading, and writing.  By the time I am ready to begin the active part of my day the sun is generally high enough in the sky to reveal yesterdays’ kitty-hair tumbleweed accumulation.  Many times, watching them drift by is what gets me off my chair, warming up the ole Mini-Vac hand…

Use it, lose it…this thought kept swirling around in my head as I began to vacuum.  Use what?  Lose what?

Use this time, P (she calls me P), or it will be gone.  Do I have to spell it out for you?

Did I mention that my Constant Traveller is no-nonsense?

Yeah, we’ve had that conversation.  Every day I wake up on this side of the grass is a beautiful day.  Each moment is precious, don’t waste any of them.  There is something extraordinary, something colored beautiful, to be discovered in the ordinary moments…

So how could I use this moment, I ask?  Labyrinth…she whispered.  She grins the widest when she being cryptic…


Turn off the television.  Turn off the radio.  Be silent.  Be deliberate in your movements.  Let your awareness slide along the pattern of the floor.  Feel how the vacuum glides…  Offer gratitude for the ease with which you can clean your home.  Consider this time like you would if you were walking a labyrinth…use this precious breath-time to increase your awareness of where you are, what you are doing, how you feel… 

Allow it to become an exercise in gentle acceptance…

This labyrinth is a sacred space.  You create it.  You use it or you lose it.  If you don’t use it, it will use you.  Will you let this opportunity blast by you with the speed of light, adding nothing to your day?  Or will you give yourself gently and fully to this moment, enriching it through your care and attention? 

Everything is sacred space, or nothing is sacred space.  You decide.  This is your life…

According to Wikipedia:

“One can think of labyrinths as symbolic of pilgrimage; people can walk the path, ascending toward salvation or enlightenment…These are often used for contemplation; walking among the turnings, one loses track of direction and of the outside world, and thus quiets the mind.”

Use every instant of your precious time wisely.  Don’t lose yourself in the endless streams of distraction that can take your focus and strip your day of its enjoyment.  Use your creativity in ways that you may have never dreamed possible, until this moment.

Until next time…in the words of my Constant Traveller – Stay cool, eat yer roughage, and rock your wise.


Published by Paula D. Tozer

I am a writer, poet and singer/songwriter. I am a Toastmaster, motivational speaker, personal creativity coach, and workshop leader. My most sincere wish is to share my words with others, and that we both benefit from the exchange.

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