We are living in an era of constant flow of information. Everything we read, consume, or experience can trigger new ideas and insights.
In any given moment of the day, my mind is likely to be racing with thoughts and ideas.
I often try to capturing them all, but it’s futile, like drinking from a firehose. There’s just too much moving through at once.
And there’s always more.
Sometimes, I just need to stop it.
I let it all go.
I sit or lay on the floor and stare at the wall or ceiling. I’ll allow all the thoughts and ideas to come without trying to capture them.
I trust that if these ideas are truly meant for me, then I will receive them again, in a time when I can better process them.
I trust in the generosity of the universe to ensure I always have sufficiency.
If I stare at the wall or close my eyes for long enough, a remarkable thing happens: my brain slows down. The thoughts and ideas no longer come with such ferociousness.
Eventually I find a space of emptiness. And then, later on, I experience bursts of creativity.
Many “creativity experts” advise us to “fill our well” with content and works that will provide fodder for constructive creativity.
I’ve found, though, that my best work is fueled not by filling my well, but by emptying the well.
Giving myself permission to empty the well often feels unproductive in the moment, like I’m taking a giant step backwards just when I need to go forwards. But the creative process doesn’t know from “backwards” and “forwards.”
The void is the ultimate well of creative ideas.
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