One of the things I like to remind myself (and what my therapist has reminded me of too), is that tasks can be important meditative experiences. When I’ve been too stuck in my way or paralyzed by a day—something that can happen with anxiety—I look and lean on a meditative task to get me through. Initially, it was by accident. Ahead of my mind, my body would look for something to touch or grab, instead of sitting and slowing. And in its need to do something, I’d almost always grab flowers to re-arrange, laundry to hang, or cat hair on the floor that needed sweeping.
As we inch towards a new normal here in the city, I don’t want to let go of what I leaned on. And with that, I know that these are things I likely started long ago, but they didn’t become clear until the opportunity presented itself.
I’m not sure what it is about washing clothes and hanging them to dry, despite the fact that I’ve always had a working dryer. Maybe it’s the movement of my hands, the textures, the way that with and without consent, doing such tasks forces me to slow all the way down. They allow me the space I so desperately need, but without making me feel like I am not doing enough with the time I’m given.
As I write, I keep on thinking of this quote, ” The feeling that any task is a nuisance will soon disappear if it is done in mindfulness.” Thích Nhât Hanh
Any little meditative tasks of your very own?