Sometimes I have a mind explosion. I have so many ideas at once that my brain feels like one of those lottery-ball containers. I can’t write the blog posts, teaching content, song lyrics, business ideas, new independent indexing projects, and guitar practice systems down fast enough. It’s exhilerating and a bit overwhelming. It’s the happiest I ever am.
Ever since I started mentally preparing for Barbara Sher’s Big Cheap Weekend (amazing amazingness) a few weeks ago, I’ve been in and out of this state. And I’ve been thinking about what puts me in it, what puts me out of it, do I want to be in it all the time.
All directions at once
Did I mention that I’m a scanner? I’m capable of getting this excited about any number of areas.
For a long time now my primary creative energy has been going into music. Learning guitar! Performing with my incredible duo partner Paul! Writing (gasp) songs! It’s incredibly satisfying and I’m in it for the long haul.
When I started thinking about my Digging for Treasure program, I worried that the energy I put into a new teaching endeavor would take away from my music.
One night my brain turned on and I went to bed with ideas for how to teach this new stuff spilling into my head almost faster than I could notice. I was empowered. I was knowing I could do this.
And in the middle of that teaching idea rush…a song appeared. Lyrics and a strong piece of melody. A really good song.
One rush of creativity opened me to another. I really do live in my whole house.
Ashes and millwheels
Another issue with these rushes of mind energy is that they are so….rushy. Like a huge flow of water coming down from the mountains over a waterfall. So much power, so fast. Will it sweep me away? That might be fun. But maybe not.
And I can’t sleep.
So I’ve been thinking about how to visualize the energy in a way that can be contained without making it go away. I really don’t want to make it go away, I just want it to let me sleep and come back in the morning! Or be steady and long.
Sometimes I try to bank the fire. In the old days the fire was always going (you didn’t have matches to start it again, you had to use flint or borrow a spark from a neighbor). At night you banked it down with ashes so it would last all night and you could start it up again in the morning.
Last night I thought of that waterfall running a millwheel. The water keeps on rushing by, but meanwhile the wheel is slowly, deliberately, work-fully turning. Grinding grain.
I’m going to live by that river for a while now and see what gets made.
Join me in the comments! Do you have mind explosions? What brings them on? How do you handle them?