Sometimes you need to find an activity that calms your mind, gives you that break from reality and allows you a few precious moments to re-group your thoughts.
What works for one person won’t necessarily work for another. For some people it may be going for a ten mile run. For others it may be a long walk in the countryside. Some people prefer to seek out an alternative therapy treatment. You get the picture, right?
Personally, I use a few different things to calm the waters in my mind. Usually a walk with my iPod, preferably along a beach, does the trick. If I’m planning complete and utter relaxation and require to re-charge my inner soul then my solution is a Reiki treatment.
Sometimes though you need to be more spontaneous and the relaxation source has to be close at hand.
Yesterday morning, my mind was buzzing when I awoke at the crack of dawn. (Sleep has been a luxury that’s been denied for the past few nights thanks to a sickly Big Green Gummi Bear. It’s been like sleeping alongside Darth Vader in his death throes! Sorry, honey)
Anyway, long before seven o’clock I gave up even trying to get any sleep. Apart from the snoring and groaning that was going on to my left, my brain had gone into overdrive. The “To Do” list for the day was spiralling round-
- Set up the Facebook fan page that I co-admin for the day
- Photos to downloaded from my camera
- Photos to be edited and published
- Blog to be written
- Promotion of Stronger Within aka Book Baby
- Typing up of Book Baby 2
- Writing of Book Baby 3
- Continue Photoshop tutorials
- Track down the Rival Sons set from Glastonbury on TV/pc or in fact anywhere!!! (found part of it on Periscope)
By eight o’clock, the photos had been dealt with (and turned out not too bad even if I do say so myself) and the fan page had been half done.
The “thoughts” over load continued while I was in the shower as I mentally tried to squeeze it all into the rest of the day and still have time to cook meals etc.
“STOP!” screamed my inner conscience. “Time out, girl!”
For once, I listened to myself.
So what was the relaxation fix of choice to clear and calm my frazzled state of mind?
I spent a very calming hour on my own, in the warmth of the conservatory, colouring in. I re-connected with my inner child. Art Therapy, if you want to be grown up about.
Nothing complex. Just a quiet simple period of time alone, focussing on one simple task.
It was bliss!
By the end of the hour, I felt calm and relaxed once more.
The “To Do” list had been shortened into something achievable. And, despite the lousy weather outside, the day was looking brighter.
Oh and I had three brightly coloured butterflies on the page in front of me!