The art of replenishment
Here’s one way to do it.
Hey there. I’m tired today. It’s not just in my body. It feels like it’s all the way to my inner being. It’s in my bones.
I’ve been running on overdrive lately, and I’ve left myself a bit of a wreck. I need to replenish mentally, spiritually, emotionally, physically, and artistically.
I need to do my super-secret replenishment ritual. Do you need it too? Here’s the step-by-step:
I go some place I can’t be disturbed
I set a timer for 5 minutes
I stare out the window at the tops of trees a few hundred yards away as they wave in the wind and allow my mine to focus on nothing, but just drift.
I know this sounds dumb. I don’t care—it works. I come out of this five minutes refreshed, ready to engage, somehow steeped in nature and meaning.
It’s something to do with the randomness, I think. So staring at waves in a pond, lake, or ocean works. Getting lost in how the rain falls on a patch of sidewalk works. Losing myself in the way the drops of water fall from a fountain for a few minutes—all of these things work. Somehow they let the Universe in where it can heal my spiritual fatigue.
Reading about it probably doesn’t do it justice. I dare you to try it.
My very best,