The Challenge in Nothing

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Ubirr, Kakadu National Park, Northern Territory, Australia

Couldn’t you just be in a moment like this forever? Sun warming your face, cool breeze blowing, a solid anchor to rest on. An ever-changing land that goes on and on with more to look at than you could ever imagine, if you only allowed yourself the time to look, listen, experience. It’s rare to find a moment, indoors or out, to truly sit and look. Or not look. Think, or not think. No requirements on your time. To just be. No phone beeps, clock ticks, rush of everyday life. Just you; time; and permission to take it.

Can you remember the last time you stopped like this for more than 30 seconds? A minute? Were you thinking about where you’d be heading next; what you should be doing instead? Have you managed in the last, say, six months to sit down and NOT wonder about the past, present, or future? Not worry about how long you’d been doing nothing. Not think, “I’m sitting here, I might as well read a book, watch tv, text, think about my tomorrow’s to-do list?” I can think of maybe three times in the last six months I’ve TRULY done nothing. None of those times lasted more than a minute. It’s time to change that. I’m giving myself permission tonight to go to that magical place in my mind and drift away. I won’t look at a clock, read a book, or worry about anyone, anything.

Your turn.

How to Love Washing Dishes, Part I

“The best time to plan a book is while you’re doing the dishes.” ~ Agatha Christie 

Submerge wrist deep in hot fluffy bubbles, lose yourself in the circular wiping rhythm, gaze into the mindlessness out the window. Simple ingredients for “dishwashing meditation.” Hot water and a window above the sink. Doesn’t matter what’s on the other side of the window. The less, the better.

Washing dishes allows a momentary stillness that most people don’t purposefully allow themselves. It’s difficult to multi-task with sopping wet hands full of breakables. The mind can wander aimlessly or completely empty itself of worries. At the end of it all, there is a deep sense of accomplishment and certainly not “time wasted.” An empty counter where once there was mess; a full basket of sparkling clean; and one final swipe of the countertops to prepare the open spaces for more creation. What more could you hope for in a chore?

photo via Pink of Perfection

A moment of quiet just for you, warmth, and the finished product of restoring a kitchen to all its glory. Go ahead, offer to wash the next sinkful. Indulge yourself.