I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being bombarded by messages: buy this, do that, judge that, compare this, look at these photos and videos, read this news story and do it all right now – nothing else matters.
It drives me crazy.
I wasn’t sleeping at night. Or if I did fall asleep, I’d wake up early and start right back into the cycle of news stories and groundhog day morning rituals. At some point between April and September, I wasn’t even aware it was happening.
And then, a gift in the form of a library book.
In a quest to locate another inspiring home revolution cookbook, I’d queried Alice Water’s “The Art of Simple Food” and another title came up: “The Art of Living Simply: 100 daily practices from a Japanese Zen monk for a lifetime of calm and joy.”
I placed it on hold, and lugged home a heavy book bag, laden with Alice’s two volumes of cookbooks and the small, unimposing Zen book. I brought the Zen book with me to bed and started reading it last night.
And things started to slow down. My perception shifted.
I slept through the night. And when I woke, I mindfully made my coffee and while I waited for the french press, I sat quietly without distraction. I lined up my shoes. And I breathing in the fresh air of a new day.
“Does for mental clutter for what Marie Kondo has done for household clutter.” Indeed.