Right now over the rim of my desk I see several piles of papers, CDs, old mail, office supplies and magazines.  Because I consolidated clutter that was in the living and dining room, my office is worse off than it was this morning.  Admittedly, that glow of satisfaction isn’t quite there.  Instead of cleansing my workspace I spent time talking with someone in emotional pain, I made connections needed to further the good works of my biotech company, I listened to my daughter who worries about when her braces will come off and I noticed how vivid the green of new grass is when it is wet with spring rain.  OK, so now I can feel some of that glow and my chi can manage around the papers for a bit longer.