I’ve taken up cleaning grout as a reflective exercise. It clears the mind and allows me to think freely for just a moment. I do a little at a time–a few squares a night fading to tan. The messy home= messy mind equation feels spot on to me, though sometimes mess can be a good thing. That does not, of course apply to home maintenance and setting the tone for three impressionable young men (and one crazy ass cat. The dog gets what I’m saying…).
Moments of reflection are deeply important–especially in times of massive life change. Am I doing the right thing? Are the choices I make going to be good for those around me? Burger King or McDonalds? Event the smallest and most irrelevant seeming questions ripple outwards. Some involve the idea of what I am capable of and trying to define the core areas of my life. I’m still coming to grips with what I want and what is actually possible on a daily basis. One certainty is that I must continue to make time for reflection. As muscles heal and grow in the wake of exercise, so does the soul in the wake of reflection.
Some Thoughts:
- Four out of 13 picks correct is failing in everything (except for baseball). It points to a need to do more research going into the 2015 fantasy football draft. I’m playing for the championship this year. Anything less would be stupid.
- Iron man is a bastard in the new movie and I love him 100 times more. I want to be that guy but I want to make better decisions…
- Though better known for the science fiction mainstay the faraday Cage, in 1821 Michael Faraday discovered electromagnetic rotation. This in turn (pun!) led to the birth of the electric motor. Thanks, Faraday.