Who am I?
This is one of the big questions I pose every morning as part of my meditation and journaling ritual. Some days the question is the only thing I write down and the only query on which I meditate. It’s a lot to contemplate. Or not.
This week as I asked the question, my pen poised over the page, nothing came. It’s not that my mind was blank, it’s that my mind was racing, as happens most days when I start to meditate or gather my thoughts.
Can you relate? Mind chatter is non-stop. If it’s not about our to-do list, it’s about a conversation we had or want to have. If it’s not about the email we need to answer, it’s about how we’re judging ourselves. About everything. If it’s not about the ache in our back or knee or shoulder, it’s about the movie we watched last night and our commentary on it; or the birds chirping, or the lawn mower, or the cat sitting nearby, or what we’re having for breakfast, or how fat we feel, or how great we feel; or about the article we read on composting, the elections, angels, the stock market, the rise of consciousness, or the fall of gas prices. We’re thinking about everything except nothing, which is truly the goal when trying to clear the mind.
I realized when my thoughts were speeding like the Indy 500 that my mind is like a junk drawer, where everything miscellaneous is stashed to possibly be categorized or dealt with later. Or someone’s talking to me or calling so I need to store what’s on my mind in the moment. Or I keep it in there just in case I might need it at some point, no matter how obscure the thought is, or seemingly useless the information is.
It got me thinking, clean out the junk drawer, clean out the mind!
I took a gander into the junk drawer and was kinda surprised (and not) at all that’s in there, besides the obvious stuff like pens, paper and tape. I also found: glue, flower food, loose change, a 2013 calendar, recipes, gum (no idea how old), keys (no idea what for), batteries (probably dead), picture hangers, lens cleaner, magnets, cat toy, old coupons, menus (to places I’ll never go), loose nails, loose paperclips, 3 lighters, a door stopper, etc.
What? All stuffed in there haphazardly with the idea that it’s day will come; each item holding a glimmer of hope that it will be taken out and used for what it was meant to be. Not a chance of that happening while mired in the recesses of a junk drawer!
The same can be said for our minds. There’s so much junk in there that the clarity gets buried alive, the brilliant ideas jumbled amidst the quagmire of waste. What junk are you stuffing in your mind that is not serving you and your highest good?
Clean out the junk drawer, clean out the mind. Oh my, what to do with all of that open space? Let’s apply the analogy!
And, the bonus? You get to know your Self like never before, stripped bare and clean, open to all possibilities. Choices made from that place? Happiness. Joy. Genius. Love. Peace.
Originally published at www.thoughtchangerblog.com.
Originally published at medium.com