True confession. I do not have a quiet mind. At almost any given time of day, my mind could not be described as quiet. My normal is a busy mind...I actually find that to be most comfortable, at least most of the time. It's who I am. There's always something to think about, a problem or quandary to be pondered or a flash of something that can be expanded on...designed, organized, and eventually created. Mental (and physical) activity motivates me.
But there are times when I make myself crazy. Times when I know a peaceful mind would be better, at least for a bit. I know it's time to get quiet when capturing the next potentially great idea is more exhausting than exciting; when the sense of balance has taken a hike.
Having said all of that, I will also confess to a love-hate relationship with meditation. I do think that meditation is the best way to a truly quiet mind, but, it's difficult for me to get my body still enough to sit quietly. Ugh. I'll put off sitting, for even ten minutes, in my meditation space until I get "one, or six, more thing (s)" accomplished. I find the ritual of meditating difficult and rewarding. The difficult ritual of bringing my mind back to quiet when it strays, with all those jumping thoughts, rewards me with a quiet space to listen, to myself and to the universe.
There must be at least a hundred benefits to a quiet mind, but two things I've been thinking most about lately. When I'm doing well with a practice of meditation, I'm better at reminding myself throughout the day to find focus when my mind is somewhere else. And, I automatically listen better to my creative mind. Both of these make me happy.
I'm learning that I can most love and benefit from the busy, racing, jumbled mind when I can also give it a regular quiet peace. I wonder, what do the minds of other creatives look like, feel like?
Hi, I'm Donna. Long time artisan/creative. Full time work in nonprofit world. Mother of two adult sons. Currently, also mother of two cats.
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