Sometimes, there is an issue or an event that decides to make it's home in my mind. Thoughts about it will spin around in my head in a manner that amazes me. The storyteller within me said: Why are you stuck on this? Spinning like the wheels of a car stuck in the sand, making no progress. Just move on. Let life's energy flow dynamically as it's meant to.

Yet, the mind has a mind of it's own and my gentle admonishments did little to stop the spinning wheels of my mind. Then it dawned on me that maybe the storyteller has the wrong story. The mind is spinning and that is where the energy of the universe needs to be. The churn and the burn are a part of the divine purpose and process. Instead of seeing it as blocking my life's energy or feeling stuck, I knew that I just made all that up.

Maybe it is just time to pause and observe. When I do that, I can actually notice that it is really spinning like a pinwheel, the toy that I enjoyed playing with as a kid. The pinwheel is a vision of dynamic beauty. It is beautiful and fascinating. It is an indicator of how strong the wind is, and what direction it is flowing. I can be entertained by it. If something can make it's home in my mind so comfortably, it must be that I have an open mind, which is a good thing to have. Instead of blame for being stuck, I am thankful to be forced to pause and be present. Pinwheels for me, not cars.