This week has felt more like a month. Getting back into the swing of things has been more difficult than I expected.
I find myself scattered and trying to catch up. The other day, I started to clean out my inbox, finally returning emails and patting myself on the back that I'd made some headway.
Within an hour, 85% of the people I'd written had responded. Apparently, they each have a better system for responding to email than I do.
It just kind of goes that way sometimes. You get caught up doing important things like marveling at how very much Ted Dekker resembles Bo Brady:
Days of our Lives fans of yesteryear will remember the REAL Bo Brady.
Truth be told, last night I went to bed with a word in my head...quiet. And I knew God was speaking. He does that all the time, they say.
I don't think it's the same as him saying "Shut up for a minute"...I just think he's longing for me to be mentally still. And I struggle with that...it's why I started writing my prayers down in the first place years ago...because I was far too distracted to focus on praying out loud.
I'm like the Dog in "Up."
I blame this tardy reflection on Christmas and New Year's. When everyone else was pondering their lives, I was purposely not thinking...I gave myself permission to stop the busy-brain and just soak it all up.
The time with my family...
The Christmas Eve traditions...
Art time with the littles...all of them...
And I didn't think about blog stats or marketing ideas or what comes next...not even once. Maybe once. But not much more than that.
It was liberating to give myself a mental vacation.
To spend time lazing with the family and loving on them the way I should be every day (even when they are grumpy)...
She was grumpy.
I felt filled up. Full up. Overflowing.
It's familiar territory. I've been here before...clinging to earlier revelation and allowing myself to reflect.
How do you do it? How do you still the busy mind?