I love driving in early morning hours when sun is just beginning to pour into crevices and valleys between hills and mountains majestic. Saturday mornings are my time. Husband stays home with kids, and I write. And catch my breath...and think. If I did this from home, I could have more time, but instead I choose to drive the 20 minutes to the coffee shop with old plank floors and whirling ceiling fans. Those 20 minutes give me precious moments to let jumbled thoughts spill out and allow sunlight gold soak in. My mind cannot house both nonsense and beauty. I am amazed at how easily--and quickly--nonsense accumulates in a mind. It begins with irritating imperfections of small people, grows with uneasiness of conversation unfinished, and all but topples over from frustrations of household entropy. All this is nonsense, because it does not deserve space in my finite mind. It deserves to wash right out. Wash out with ever flowing Water of Life.
Instead it gets stuck in an eddy, going round and round. And round. Once nonsense gets hung up there, it doesn't matter how "big" or "small" it is: I can't think it away, wish it away, pray it away. I can't even pray it away.
This is the junk that keeps me lying awake at night, staring at blanket of dark sky, studded with starry pinholes of heaven light. As I lie between babe and husband, I try every trick in the bag to lull mind to sleep. But there's nonsense caught in eddies, and it's immune to currents of Living Water flowing past.
Everyone needs to find their cure for extra sticky clingy nonsense in their minds. For me, it's beauty of nature. It's sunlight warmth waking slumbering mountains of evergreens, whimsical wisps of fog ascending from valley meadows, transparent spring petals fluttering in evening breeze. When I drink in this, I can see the nonsense is nonsense; and eddies vanish. When I bask in beauty of God's good world, I sense wonder return. Wonder refocuses my thoughts and feelings on whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely....
Water of Life, flow freely now. Truth, flood my mind. Prayers, ascend and be heard. Cross, transform me.
Before Easter morning, make time to clean away nonsense and make room for the wonder of the Empty Tomb.
What helps you clear out the eddies of your mind?