One of the blessings of working for myself and from home, is that I can take some time out during the course of the day.
One of the most therapeutic practices for me is to go for a walk along the river which is only minutes away, another blessing.
Whenever I’m experiencing a mental block, particularly with problem solving or creating something, I have learned that without a shadow of a doubt, a walk along the river will do the trick.
By the time I’m home a few minutes later, the solution will be there in my head.
Interestingly enough, I found out this is actually a “thing” the other day. I stumbled across an article that advocates going for a walk when you need inspiration. I thought it was just one of my quirks!
As beneficial as this is though, it’s not always easy to do. You see, my mind keeps telling me ” You should be working, stay in your office you lazy c$%&!
It has, until recently, taken a great deal of effort for me to get out the door.
Today was one of those days, but my gut won out. I just felt an instinctive need to go for a walk.
As I walked towards the jetty I saw a bloke fishing at the end of it.
This is usually my spot for standing and getting inspiration so I walked on over to him.
I said hello and asked if high tide was a good time to be fishing.
John, as we’ll call him, said “No, not at all”.
“Ok….” I queried “so why are you fishing here now?”.
He replied “I’ve come to clear my head…”
“I like to come here for that reason too” I told him
He continued “My brother passed away two days ago, I needed to get out of the house”
It wasn’t what I had expected to hear but I knew now why I had gone for a walk
I expressed my condolences and we talked for a while. He gave me some fishing tips , I asked if he fishes with his kids. He said he is divorced and doesn’t get to see them. I told him I was sorry to hear that.
Then my 80yr old neighbour spotted me and came on to the jetty and struck up a conversation
John packed up his gear and started to leave.
As he passed me , he stuck out his hand, looked me in the eye and said “Thank you brother”
Once again, my gut had known best