Un-euphoric Eutopia for Joelle

Clutter and choas. We all have it in our lives. No matter how much effort we put into organizing the details of our life. Each day is a new attempt to arrive at eutopia.


Eu·to·pi·a
   [yoo-toh-pee-uh]

noun Obsolete .
1.
a place in which human society, natural conditions, etc., are so ideally perfect that there is complete contentment.


I looked up eutopia to make sure I was spelling it correctly. Then my eye caught that it an obsolete word. That just confirms that word is obsolete because the concept is obsolete-- so unattainable that the word itself is useless.

ob·so·lete
   [ob-suh-leet, ob-suh-leet]

adjective
1.
no longer in general use; fallen into disuse: an obsolete expression.

2.
of a discarded or outmoded type; out of date: an obsolete battleship.

3.
(of a linguistic form) no longer in use, especially, out of use for at least the past century. Compare archaic.

I'm not throwing the word away. We can't control society and other human conditions, but we can find eutopia within ourself.

Joelle, every young mother feels the overwhelming feeling you are experiencing with the daily grind of chores, etc. Making a home and building a life are not master pieces that ever come to a point where it can be framed like a work of art and you then sit back and say "ahh...look what I created." Life is a work in progress; dirty diapers, dirty dishes, dirty clothes. It will keep coming at you because life is happening...it will never stand still. And as long as you have dirty diapers and dirty dishes and dirty clothes... you can be thankful no matter how weary you are at seeing no end to them. Because life is happening. Life is dirty. Messy, but beautiful. You have dirty dishes because you had something to eat, lots of dirty clothes because you are not lacking for threads...and lots of shitty diapers that followed a contented fed little baby working his way to growing up to be a man.
Find your eutopia in that. Be content knowing you are daily contributing to the process of life with the love and nurturing that you offer. At the end of the day you still have a work in progress, a song that still has several versus to be written and a painting that needs more color. But it's already priceless as it, unfinished business.