The toddlers running around our minds…

Sometimes our thoughts are like little toddlers poking and prodding at you until they get what they want, despite multiple attempts at limit setting. I generally get so annoyed with the little toddler (or sometimes angsty teenager) thoughts that I just give in to them, I follow them wherever they are toddling off to.

It’s as if not being in motion with my thoughts or some other productive activity is equated with me dying. Which may sound extreme, but if the underlying belief is that I must make the most, live to the fullest, experience everything I can while I’m here and leave a legacy, then a dull moment is a wasted moment; a moment I’m not working on “improving” or bettering myself or the world around me.

Of course there’s always more inner and outer work, unlearning, and growth to do, but what if part of the work is just letting everything digest, settle, and return to its natural rhythm? At least at times. Because otherwise, personal growth is just another thing to consume, achieve, perfect, strive for, and do, and sometimes the being is the work. Instead of pausing to listen to what’s needed of me in this moment, within my own habitat and that around me, to listen to what’s here, to the earth, the elders, and these times, I’m often grasping for some other moment.

So, I’m clearing and making space for more being in the moment, not a hoped for, future moment, just this one.

What if we could come a little more into the inner habitat of mind, body, nervous system, and the outer habitat of our natural world, and to allow them to find each other, to connect to their own world wide web, before we click over into the other one?