You know that drawer, or closet, or back room where you throw all the crap you don’t want to throw away, but don’t want in your regular living space, but don’t really have another place for? When I was growing up, it was the junk drawer. In my grown-up house, it’s mysteriously called the studio.
You know what I’m talking about. You avoid that space at all costs, and when you find you need something from there, you throw up a lot of resistance before going in.
Maybe you try to find a substitute for the serving dish that’s in there that you’d like to use for the party tonight. Or maybe you hope against hope that you haven’t really put it in there after all – maybe it’s just wedged behind a tray in the much-cleaner kitchen cupboard. But it’s not, and you know it, and finally you just hold your nose and open the door to the mess.
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You know that drawer, or closet, or back room where you throw all the crap you don’t want to throw away, but don’t want in your regular living space, but don’t really have another place for? When I was growing up, it was the junk drawer. In my grown-up house, it’s mysteriously called the studio.
You know what I’m talking about. You avoid that space at all costs, and when you find you need something from there, you throw up a lot of resistance before going in.
Maybe you try to find a substitute for the serving dish that’s in there that you’d like to use for the party tonight. Or maybe you hope against hope that you haven’t really put it in there after all – maybe it’s just wedged behind a tray in the much-cleaner kitchen cupboard. But it’s not, and you know it, and finally you just hold your nose and open the door to the mess.
Click to continue reading “Huber Nodal Chart: The Junk Drawer of the Psyche”
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