A few days ago, while sitting in my office drinking my morning nutrition shake and "wool gathering," I spilled the drink on my leg. I didn't realize that, in an effort to stir the sediment from the bottom of the cup, I had ended up twirling it with way too much effort, thus spinning the liquid out and onto my pants.
As I walked to the bathroom to dry off the wet spot, I thought, "Wow, another moment of mindlessness." I guess we all have them, but lately, since being involved in exploring a life of mindful and abundant simplicity, mindless moments have also been appearing quite regularly in my life.
This is to be expected. After all, one of the principles of distinguishing something is that you often first you notice where it's missing. So, in distinguishing mindfulness, I've been noticing where mindfulness is missing and mindlessness is present.
I've also noticed that mindlessness occurs in many different forms. For example, I remember a time several years ago when my six-year-old daughter returned from fishing down at Jordan Lake, a stone thrown from our house. As she approached the first words out of her mouth were to ask if we could go swimming. When I replied no, that it didn't work in my schedule to go right then, she started pouting.
In a heartbeat, my mind slipped out of mindful gear and into mindless automatic. I was immediately upset that she was upset from my no, and before I could catch it, my anger and upset leapt from my throat and I scolded her for getting upset so easily. Of course, in that very moment I was exhibited the very same tendency, but my anger wouldn't allow me to acknowledge that right then.
I told Amber that she was grounded and sent her into the house. Even as the words were pouring from my mouth, a little voice from within was saying, What on earth are you doing, Brad? Grounded? For what? Settle down. You're way over reacting. Unfortunately, it took several more minutes before I started listening and heeding the inner guidance.
When I finally did calm down enough to shift gears back into a mindful state of being present, I went to clean up the mess with Amber, but when I went to enter the bedroom, I had difficulty opening the door. I finally pushed it open to find two baskets of clothes blocking it.
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