Sunday, June 6, 2010

Untitled Ramblings

I have no idea what direction this post is headed in. I have no particular thoughts in mind. All I have are some Random Flutterings nearing the midnight hour on this Saturday night.

I am horrible with titles. When it comes time to create a title for a blog post or other writing, I struggle heavily. This perceived lack of talent--naming and labeling my writing--often hangs me up. Sometimes I try to create a title first. Sometimes I wait until I am done to see what comes to me. You would think that I'd be satisfied when a title isn't called for, but I'm not. That drives me even battier. I mean, how am I supposed to let the reader know what they will be experiencing without a title?

I have the same struggle when it comes to tags.

This weekend I am filing away a huge pile of papers and sorting through all the scraps of paper that have accumulated on top of my desk with various little scribblings on them. Some are no longer needed and some need to be written down and filed away permanently for future reference. Every time I clean off my desk I promise not to let it get out of hand again....but I always do and so the cycle continues. Clutter-clean-clutter-clean-clutter-clean. It's a never ending process, just like the never-ending-to-do-list. The more clutter we clear the more clutter we find. I systematically go through all of the cupboards, drawers and closets in my home twice a year. When bouts of depression set in, I opt for more. Clearing any kind of clutter and wiping away cobwebs from corners we rarely visit does the same thing to our emotional and mental frames of mind. Have you ever noticed that? Clearing clutter externally also clears the clutter internally and is very good for the soul.

So, maybe it's a good thing that I let things pile up on my desk because it gives me the opportunity to clear the mental piles as well.

However, it isn't all work and no play. Before I began this task that has been staring me in the face for weeks and months, I had m'self a play date. My recent dive into the realm of play included a sponging of paint and words to create my Morning Goddess . While a talent for drawing and painting is most definitely not my strong suit, I still enjoy playing with them. I love creative toys and think everyone should have some.

I always feel fabulous after a play date. Except, of course, for the mess it leaves behind. Play dates are nurturing, rewarding, creative, meditative and energizing. I am definitely an advocate of play and it is why I refuse to allow my daughter to take on too many extra-curricular activities. I insist she have down time to experience boredom; time to learn how to entertain herself rather than be entertained by a schedule full of activity.

I think we should all experience boredom once in a while. It's an opportunity to find our center, our calm, our most authentic self. It's an opportunity to reflect, meditate and discover our Ah-ha moments that lead us to a change in perspective, thought and mood. Downtime can be boring, even for an introvert, but it is an opportunity knocking on the door. Will you open the door?

I will.




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