Wise is the practice of cleaning

Wisdom is something you do, not something you think. I found this out today when I was cutting gigantic dried garden leaves. It was like the eighth leaf I ever cut - for it to fit the garbage bin - my whole life because of how much I've always hated gardening. 

As I was walking around searching for fallen leafs, it occurred to me that not only I actually didn't hate it, I kind of enjoyed it - how my mind was occupied by nothing else but the sole idea of finding the one fallen leaf, and jack-pot! when I did find one. It turned out what I hated was the idea of gardening, and yet the series of activities of searching-identifying-cutting-throwing was to be honest energising?! 

The reason? The thinking of gardening was, and is still, bad because it's full of boredom, sweat, no-meaning; the action however was mindful, breathing, sweating that made me very happy, connecting to the nature in my living surroundings. Looking, pulling, throwing, cutting, even laughing at my dog when he was 'helping' taking a big leaf to his lawn base - I felt what I was doing was meaningful and grounding. 

I am eager to bring this realisation to general house cleaning and organising. Perhaps it is the idea of cleaning that's tedious and terrifying, but the practice of maintaining a lovely living habitat that's clearing and energising? Perhaps having a lighter environmental weight on my psyche would make me feel like a smarter and happier person? I will come back when I find out my answer.