I was coming back home the other day, weary and dirty, and my arms were full of a vacuum cleaner, pipe, nozzles, cloths, long duster on a pole and goodness knows what else. Walking down our street, I had seen something that I needed to think about, yet I already knew it required a hard decision and would take me a good few hours to put right, so my mind was elsewhere. You already know this story is not going to end well…
I reached the main front door (which is huge) and as I came through the long duster fell from my arms and I instinctively lent forward to catch it and everything cascaded out of my arms bar the actual vacuum. It made a racket and my landlady opened the inner door with a smile and a ‘Do you need help, Jane?’
‘Sorry’ I replied ‘I really ought to have put some things down before I came in!’
She put it all back in my arms and I manhandled it up the stairs to my place.
How many times do we think we’re saving time by carrying too much? Or, find our minds on something else entirely so we’re not ‘in’ the moment. There’s much talk in these times about being present and this was a classic example of being scattered.
It made me think later and I promise I wasn’t trying to do something else at that moment. I have been setting up a project in the last few months and it has become a business, which is a new door for me. Things kept getting stuck and I have discovered that I was trying to carry some outdated thinking, stories and beliefs through that doorway. At each stalling point, I made myself aware of my thoughts and kept them in check, edited, or deleted them as needed. It’s surprising what happens when we do that. ❤