Falling into a Vat of Mental Cement

Falling into a Vat of Mental Cement

This morning I got caught up in my head. I was worrying about meetings this week – if I want to go, if I can figure out babysitting for my kids, what to say and bring. I thought about some interpersonal sticky spots of late. I frowned over bills, budgeting, and expenses that “should” be done (as well as the bathrooms that need to be cleaned and a grocery run to do). I fretted that I’d never be able to come up with as good of ideas as the author of a book I’m reading has. The thoughts (stories!) dribbled on and on. I felt worse and worse.

I was all caught up in my head — and I’ve learned (time and time again) that I don’t get anywhere from this space. It’s like falling into a vat of mental cement.

Today I noticed the mental cement (a win!). While it felt easier to stay put, I got myself up off my ass and shook my head hard and made some noises, swung my arms around, and then did some jumping jacks. I get numb in my body when I’m in the cement.

A first step to getting out? Restore feeling: MOVE. Then take a look again — is anything clearer?

Move again (and again) as needed. It may take awhile, but eventually I’ll notice I’m not so stuck anymore; I can feel (and think more clearly) again. This space holds a lot more possibility.


2 thoughts on “Falling into a Vat of Mental Cement

  1. Jordan Wells

    Woke up in a similar vat, my friend. Reading this helped shake me up enough to start moving and check something (not everything) off the list. Thank you!
    Loving your posts! Keep it up.

    1. skipthebox Post author

      Thank you! And something is always, always enough. I like to think that I’ll get to everything, but even on the best days, I never really do — it’s always something. 🙂

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