The kitchen is now spiffed up and the workmen have retreated. Kitchen and anteway sparkle with new paint on new sheet rock. Neat as a pin ... so neat that it's almost as if nothing at all had changed much. Now all that remains is to comb through the stuff that was moved out of the kitchen in order to make way for this up-to-date and neat-as-a-pin result ... all that stuff that has turned other parts of the house into boxes and piles of ... old stuff.
Maybe spiritual endeavor is like that ... a spiffy new arena calling into question all the old stuff that is piled here and there and cannot be avoided. No matter how much I might wish that some Tooth Fairy would arrive with a dump truck and just get rid of it all, the old stuff just leers and insists.
Tough titty! -- there ain't no Tooth Fairy.