I find it easier to have peace of mind when I can quiet the noise in my head.
That's a not new statement for most of us. We've either heard it said before, or we just innately know that when the noise in our minds is quieted, or at least moved to the background, there is just so much more room to make clearer decisions and respond appropriately to whatever life throws at us.
But there is a third option. What if the noise in our heads could be the sounds of life instead? What if it could be like the sounds of kids in the playground?
Or the sounds of nature, in all its powerful and sometimes frightening glory, like the rush of water, or the sound of lightning?
I'll always have something rolling around in my head. I'll never be able to stop it. It's a part of me, and rather than be in resistance to it, and trying to shut it down or shut it off, perhaps I can transform it. So perhaps instead of being a rushing torrent, it can be a placid pond, where life dwells underneath the surface.
And every once in a while an inspiration will arise.
Or many.
