Order is a lovely thing; on disarray it lays its wing, teaching simplicity to sing.
The downside of moving three times in one year is that I can't rely on the permanent-marker-pen-labels on my storage boxes. One, labeled "Bookshelf Misc.", now contains a mixture of kitchen and bathroom miscellany so random searches are the real order as I'm unpacking. I've gone from my folks' home to a three bedroom house with a gorgeous view of the Kona shoreline that Tall Guy and I are renting. Boxes from our storage unit are stacked in the garage now and I'm on a mission to get rid of all of my old stuff.
Important items are also showing up. Such as my entire stock of Mother Sequence books that were on their way from India when I closed the studio. As I flipped through a crisp, new edition, I had a distinct urge to write my own notes onto the pages and to chant the twelve mantras while doing the Sun Salutations. For the last two mornings at sunrise, I've enjoyed slowing down the pace of the Suryanamaskaras to match my chanting, and allowing the original dimmer switch that the sun is, to light up the room. My random searches do bring real order.
In case you're interested...
The chants and postures go something like this.
Here's how to find what time the sun is supposed to rise where you live?
Update 2.2.13: I'm still doing this but a short meditation time has begun to follow. It has now become the motivating factor for my daily practice.