Showing posts with label quiet time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quiet time. Show all posts

Monday, December 5, 2022

Clear the Mind

It's more of an instruction to myself than a blog title.

Everyone has a LOT going on at this time of year already - and now we're making up for lost time too! It was our first trip back to the children's museum since the pandemic. I traveled back in time to the dinosaur age.


There was a whole bunch of family fun - and the coordinating fuss that goes along with a busy weekend of trying to do too much in too little time. 



I thought about it on my run. I appreciate that quiet time. Usually, that quiet time is when good ideas come. It's when peace comes. It's not easy to make that time, but life is harder if you don't.

Here's wishing you some beautiful moments of quiet and peace this holiday season. 

Goodnight all.




Love you,

T


Monday, June 7, 2021

Look! God!

How lovely it is when we create the opportunity to follow our train of thought. 

Sometimes, during the week I jot down a random idea that may or may not become that week's blog. This week I thought of God and how in Bible stories we hear of instances where, when God appears, people turn their heads away. I think the thought stemmed from a conversation I had with Zachary about why all the animals bow down before the king. Anyway, what I wrote down in my own notes was this:

Why did they shield their eyes?

Why were they afraid to look?

Why are we terrified of our own divine and block our blessings?

Google search results of "Why did they shield their eyes" began with a CNBC article with Dr. Anthony Fauci concerning the use of goggles and eye shields as preventive measures against COVID 19. (The world we live in - SMH.) When I added the word "God" the book "Their Eyes Were Watching God" by Zora Neale Hurston came up and my original little random thought opened up into a whole world of literary content, commentary and the life and times of an amazing author who died over sixty years ago.


Click here for "Their Eyes Were Watching God" on Wikipedia.com

I'd better go do some reading now. Here's wishing us all the time and peaceful quiet required to follow our own little random thoughts this week... Blessed be.



Love,
T


Monday, June 29, 2020

A Day's Journey (In 30 Minutes)

In thirty minutes an entire day's journey can be traveled. I do it all the time on my morning run. It's amazing how even with all the quarantine-ing and changes in life, we can be so busy, so distracted by the multitude of daily tasks. That thirty minutes of alone time is often the only time I have to think - uninterrupted.


(In thirty minutes...) You can leave the house with questions and come back with answers. You can even hear God speaking if you listen. Plans can be made and ideas can be born - and they are, whether you're paying attention or not. Too frequently our choices are made from indecision, a lack of plan, or a lack of action. Too often our great ideas fade away, overwhelmed by the demand of immediate necessities.

This week I'm trying to hold on to those lessons, those ideas, those plans, and implement them back in the world of chaos that I have the privilege of leaving for about thirty minutes a day. It's often said how valuable meditation is - how much our lives would change if we could just sit silently and allow our minds to wander freely, safely. Some even say that in lieu of thirty minutes, five would suffice to start.

OK, but then what?


I propose a bridge. This bridge will allow those quiet thoughts to cross over into the daily routine that is so noisy and bumpy. Those newborn thoughts may be tousled around a bit. They may not know how to survive in this crazy world at first. I'm committing to the exercise of bringing them there anyway. They'll learn. They'll cross over into the hostile territory and become seeds there. They'll grow. I will learn how to tend to them even as new ones are born and follow suit. This little bridge will become more traveled and my time in the world of constant chaos will become more valuable as I learn to let God live there too.


#buildabridge #changetheworld



Love,
T

Monday, July 10, 2017

Quiet Time

Well, that was that. The whole crowd has packed up and gone home. (At times last week, there were twenty people at my house.) It's amazing how fast things can get quiet. For a moment it was sad.



Just me and the bees.


Oh - and the dog...

(Just before the other dog photobombed and everything got blurry)

and the baby.


I thought I would just sit and enjoy some quiet time.


Then as I put a few things away, I noticed the tag on one of my birthday gifts...


(Smile)

Here's to noticing the signs...

Namaste,
T

Monday, January 23, 2012

Clean Sweep: Not Just for "Hoarders"



Packing for Idol last year...


Nothing makes me want to clean up the house more than watching an episode of “Hoarders.”  It motivates me to leap off the couch and start sorting everything in sight.  Bills will be paid, files will be put away and things will be donated and thrown out.  I can scan a room and organize spaces – seeing what can be better arranged or eliminated.  After that, it’s just a matter of following through with the work of actually doing it.

Other clutter is not so easily cleared away.  While looking for a quote on persistence last week, I came across this one from Steve Jobs:

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.  Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking.  Don’t let the noise of other people’s opinions drown out your own inner voice.  And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.  They somehow already know what you truly want to become.  Everything else is secondary.

WELL ALRIGHTY THEN!  This is worth listening to!  Here’s the thing though – it is not so easy.  I think to do this effectively requires some quiet time.  There are times when it would be tempting to make a decision – just to prove someone else’s opinion wrong.  On the other hand, there are times when someone whom we know cares about us and whose views we greatly respect – and even ask for –  gives us an opinion that confuses us because it just doesn’t seem right.  How about when we like an opinion simply because it represents an easy way to handle something when we know the right thing to do is different?  Wait… this is the “noise” he was talking about, isn’t it.

“In a moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing to do.  The worst thing you can do is nothing.”
-       Theodore Roosevelt

Let’s not get lost here.  All the self-help books seem to have a section on meditation, reflection, journaling or some other type of quiet time.  Writing the album was a great exercise in freedom for me.  In order to write it we had to sit there and listen to our inner thoughts – be aware of the things that motivated us.  Then we wrote about those things.  I loved it!  The whole process represents amazing freedom of thought.  The end quote that appears in the CD booklet encapsulates the idea:

“There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique.  And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost.  The world will not have it.  It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions.  It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.  You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work.  You have to keep yourself open and aware to the urges that motivate you.  Keep the channel open… No artist is pleased.  [There is] no satisfaction whatever at any time.  There is only a queer divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive…”
-       Martha Graham

Fine.  As I continue to clean up and clear out things, in preparation for the next chapter of my life, I’ll try to listen to myself more.  Decisions have to be made.  Let’s get a move on it.

The world awaits...

photo by Danielle Graham