I have often thought that the inside of my head inevitably must look like a clothesline with all kinds of chaotically placed clothes, or in this case thoughts, hanging from it. Kind of like this.
So when someones says:
Clear your mind
It starts a spin cycle.
All these pieces of clothing/thoughts get agitated and hang on a little tighter. Nobody likes to be told what to do, especially the monkey mind thoughts in my head. It’s a zoo in there.
So what’s a person to do?:
I run to burn off the crazy
Meditate aka sit quietly and notice all the crazy
But recently I’ve been thinking that it’s just time for a mental overhaul.
The other day while out running, things were not going at all as I wanted. I wasn’t burning crazy I was making it.
Ain’t nobody got time for that.
I found myself complaining, pouting and expending so much energy fighting the reality of what was happening.
That is a fruitless effort. Not all situations are changeable. Not every moment is going to go our way. And that’s a good thing.
We all need to be able to deal effectively with adversity.
In an effort to de-clutter my mind, this month I am making an effort to complain less.
Notice, I said less. (I mean, I am clearly not a saint and some things are just not going to slip by without commentary.)
But I do want to encourage MORE.
It’s like the Hellgate 100K motto:
Don’t wish it were easier, wish you were better.
I want to have better mental toughness. It’s easy to hang in there when mentally you’re not being all that taxed. It’s easier to deal with mental weakness, when physically you are not all that challenged.
But when you’re waging war on both fronts, it’s exhausting and a drain.
I’m calling a truce on the unchangeable and making an intention to manage the space between the ears better. I can’t change that rain is wet or the sky is cloudy. But I can decide to be OK with rain, put on a jacket and think about the flowers that will benefit.
I may prefer sunny days but on a cloudy day I can choose to appreciate its value as well.
I’ve painted a delightful picture of my intention. The reality of it will be much less tidy.
Remember the clothesline?
Now imagine unchaperoned, ill-behaved children tugging at the clothes attached. Yep it’s going to be a real locking of horns.
I fancy I’d like to be a super hero so why not use my powers for good instead of evil?
Here goes this very human “super hero” trying to be better, not perfect, but better. Complain less, encourage more.
Sunshine & Sarcasm,
Lowi & G