It’s not Meditation — It’s Introspection for Peace and Clarity

What is your favorite way to rejuvenate and gain insight into your life and your problems? I could say “meditate,” but that tends to scare people, so we won’t use that word, even if it would be appropriate. For me, it’s often folding laundry. I know that sounds silly, but I’m in a small room with nothing to really hold my attention, so my hands work while my mind goes where it needs to. I find it a bit restorative and I can find solutions, or at least clarity, on issues large and small, old and new.

Many people find driving to open up their minds, but that can sometimes be disconcerting, such as when I miss a freeway exit because I was really thinking about something else. Many people also let their thoughts wander constructively when walking or riding a bicycle. I’m sure swimming, rowing, roller blading, ice skating, kayaking, fishing, hiking, and many other physical activities would also do well. Before I met him, my husband was an avid bow-hunter, although I don’t think he actually killed anything that way (thank goodness). It was a socially acceptable manly thing to do amongst his friends, after all, and he enjoyed sitting alone in the wilds of the Rocky Mountains. I suspect it was just his way of meditating

My best insights, which require little introspection from me, come when I’m showering or brushing my teeth. I’m usually not really awake then, so the creative right side of my brain is wide open and listening to the universe. The critical left side of my brain, which usually tells me how bad my ideas are, is still unengaged. After all, I don’t really need to think about how to do these activities. I usually get some interesting ideas during this time of morning, and I almost always act on them – to my good fortune.

I spent almost the entire day today writing. I spread my time across several different projects, but they all involved a large element of creativity and writing. I still can’t believe how late it is – time just flew. I feel rejuvenated, and I had several insights along the way that helped a few things click. Writing can be  a powerful engine for introspection, even when you aren’t journaling or writing about yourself.

What do you do that brings you peace, comfort, and clarity? Any ideas?