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The toilet in my guest loo was acting up.

 

A trickle of clear liquid on the floor at first. Then a rising water level after a flush for a few days.

 

Both red flags I tried to ignore, I must admit.  I had plenty other things in my plate and because there was another loo just next door, I figured I’d get to the sick one when I did have the time. For good measure, I closed the door to the loo.  Out of sight, out of mind you know?

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Well, even a 7 year could have told me that playing Ostrich never ever did work.  The writing on the proverbial wall got bolder and the loo issue just got worse.

 

Eventually, I had to call a plumber.

“It’s blocked” he said, his long dreads safely tucked under a beanie. “You know with what hey?” His wink was telling.

 

My mind raced to all the things I’d been bottling up. The unspoken words. The unprocessed emotions. The should-haves, would-haves and could-haves. Crap (every pun intended) that was fighting to be released, giving me little warning signs clear as day.

 

As I watched him whip out his black plunger and unpack the detergents, I did a little prayer of release too.

A prayer for:

Pain that needs to be shared

Emotions that cause inflammation 

Regrets that cause sluggishness 

You know? Trash that needs to GET OUT!

 

I couldn’t tell if the mild headache was from the emotional “detox” or the digits he was writing on his bill.

 

But, one thing is certain, the mess had been totally avoidable.

 

So, please do allow me to inspire you to DEAL with your “debris” this week.  Journal, scream, talk, sing, paint, pray but DO get your flush on.

 

You can thank me later.

 

© Aluta continua, as they say.  A Heart Full of Stories, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

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