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Category: Thinking Clearly

Present In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

You know what time it is?

—A great time to relax that mind of yours.

Stop what you’re doing and name out:

  • 5 things you see.
  • 4 things you hear.
  • 3 things you feel.
  • 2 things you smell.
  • and 1 thing you taste.

Ground yourself into the present moment and enjoy the beauty that’s already here.

Act It

We are not who we want to be.

We are not who we think we are.

We are what we DO.

If we don’t choose our actions carefully, we’ll end up carelessly becoming a person we didn’t intend to become.

And what a tragedy that would be.

Once we decide who we want to be, we must act it.

Picking Fights

The easiest fight to win is the one you don’t get into.

Some fights can’t be avoided, but many of them can be.

When you get better at picking your battles, you get better at winning your battles.

Not just because of fights avoided, but because of the energy that’s saved for the others.

When It’s Time To Leave Work

Remind yourself constantly:

  • My work will never be done.
  • My work will never be done.
  • My work will never be done.
  • My work will never be done.
  • My work will never be done.

And then leave work guilt-free because…

Well, do we need to repeat it again?

Sitting With A Raging Mind

Sometimes, meditating might make you feel anxious.

Of course!

…Because you’re choosing to confront an anxious mind that’s full of clouded, mudded, raging thoughts.

Here’s the thing: the means to settling an anxious mind isn’t done by stirring it up with more information, stimulation, and distraction—it’s done by giving it the space it needs in absence of those things.

Sitting with the discomfort is the means.

And what you might realize, is that your raging mind—like a child raging with a temper tantrum—does eventually relent to the space, boredom, and non-stimulation of a good timeout.

The only question is, can you be firm enough to put your mind in timeout or will you continue to let the child of your mind rage?

The Magic Of Perspective

Yesterday, my hometown got 18 inches of snow.

All at once.

And when I looked out the window—all I saw was work.

But, when I looked out the window later that day, I saw a boy across the street jumping and playing in it.

And I didn’t see work anymore.

I saw magic.