Rest in repetition.

There is definitely something about too many stimuli pushing in at you at once as we wind our way through today’s world. Easy access to everything but everything is firing back at an incessant rate that exhausts the brain.

This morning, my daughter refused her new school reading book because the page was too busy. I could see what she meant. It was too many things in a small space, it was dark and there was no obvious order to it.

For her, it was over stimulating and it wasn't allowing her to focus on the words in the right order, in order for it to make sense. It didn’t make her want to read, it made her want to walk, or literally run, away from the book - and my girl loves reading. We tried twice, or I asked her to try twice, and then we picked a ‘read at home’ book on the same level. She bounced through it happily and all was right with the world again.

Today that book wasn’t right for her peace of mind, so we found something else purposeful she could do that was. Like always, her view on life regularly reminds me of the basics that I have a tendency to forget.

So, as the right words were struggling to come in the right order this morning, and ideas and thoughts were swarming my head with no practical or useful output, I painted my kitchen cupboards. I let my mind go to a repetitive useful task and let myself recalibrate (the cup of coffee and a sit down also helped).

Writing wasn’t right for my peace of mind this morning, so I found something else purposeful I could do that was. I’m going back to that coffee and to that paint, and maybe the right words, in the right order, will come later when my brain has had a rest.

Wishing you all the day you need.

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