“Wherever we are in the world, we mostly live in the small space between our own ears.”
Elizabeth Berg, Tapestry of Fortunes
I was reading at the pool the other day when I came across these words in my book.
I’ve feel like I’ve lived a lot in the “space between my ears” this summer.
I started keeping a journal again at the beginning of the summer. It’s not something I do every day, but I reach for it now and then. I try to dig a little deeper with my words in there, instead of just recording daily life. I also write down quotes that mean something to me right now. I make lists and take notes from books like Storey’s Guide to Raising Chickens. It’s a real eclectic collection. The journal is one space that I’ve been in my own head much of the time.
Running is another place where I’ve been living in my head. I don’t often listen to music, though I have tried it lately to encourage me to run longer. Mostly I run in silence, or with my earbuds in waiting for the runkeeper app to tell me how far I’ve gone and if it’s ok to quit. It’s the perfect time to plan, analyze, and pray.
I’ve learned, too, that living in my own head can be overwhelming unless I take the time to step outside myself, chase a sunset, go to the festivals, hug my kids, make something with my hands, laugh, hang out with a friend, hike a new trail, and chase the kids instead of just running in circles. It’s amazing how much they love that.