Yesterday I wrote about distraction arguing for the need to focus on what’s important. Mary, for example, was focused on Jesus’s teaching. Martha was distracted by many things to do. Perhaps Martha would have felt more at ease in serving or whatever through focus. I don’t want to carry that metaphor too far.
When we are learning or teaching or driving, we need focus. Distraction is our enemy.
However, there are times when the opposite is true.
Sometimes we may be working out a problem or working out a theme for something we are writing.
At these times, a walk in nature with no music or podcasts or audiobooks contains the medicine. We sit on a bench by the pond or walk through the woods. We allow our minds to drift. Daydreaming, it’s called.
Ideas come. Unforced. Seemingly from nowhere. Maybe the spirit is talking to us. Maybe a jumble of ideas and thoughts coalesce into something firm.
Yesterday found me in such a state. Out of nowhere the lyrics to a song perhaps called The Ballad of Minneapolis formed clearly.
Unfortunately, that is only the beginning. The hard work of writing the thoughts making sense of the thoughts now begins. I’ll let you know if I finish and post to YouTube.
I’ve worked out many problems over the past 45 years that way.
Go take a walk. Not in the dismissive way of someone telling you to get lost. Really, go take a walk.
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