This is what my brain looked like at 2am last night. We are less than 2 weeks away from our move, and believe me, my brain is already moving. For 2 hours my brain paced like a nervous race horse ready to break loose for the track–thinking of every possible scenario, good and bad, that could happen between now and move day.
Silly things really. How am I going to safely transport the beautiful acrylic painting that my artist friend Karyn Meyer-Berthel gave to me as a parting gift? Are the dogs going to suffer too much with all the stress? What if our moving truck is too big, or too small? How will I get through this move if I’m unable to sleep at night? On and on it paced.
At several points I knew it would be a good idea to get up to meditate, but I simply wouldn’t leave the warm bed. I know that meditation calms my mind. I’m sure it would’ve helped, but I stayed in bed anyway…miserable. I call this “insane brain”. Why is it that we often choose to stay in a stuck place when we know of an action to take that could be helpful?
I invite you, Dear Readers, to give some thought to this question and leave a comment below.