So, this week has been ueber-stressful...mentally, at least. I found myself falling for someone out of the blue, then having to deny myself him. Damn.
In all the stress and chaos and ridiculousness, I've taken a few minutes twice to have a quiet time and resolved to do that way more often. Sometimes, it's amazing to just take a few minutes to listen. Not to talk, but to listen. I use quiet times to spend time with God, quiet and listening. Open to whatever He has to say. When I go into a quiet time with a full mind and heart, with so many thoughts clamoring to be heard and thought, it may take a while to quiet myself enough to get into it, but once I do...the world disappears. Sometimes for five minutes, sometimes for half an hour. When I get pulled out of it, it's by a random background noise that had previously disappeared. Coming out of a quiet time, my mind is so much more at peace, and I find it much easier to concentrate on work.
"If it be now, 'tis not to come;
If it be not now, yet it will come; the readiness is all.
Since no man knows aught of what he leaves,
What is't to leave betimes?
Let be." (Hamlet, V.ii.)
