After dinner, before bath time, I watch Blue’s Clues. Even though we have over 130 episodes to chose from on Netflix, my four year old picks one of the same six episodes every evening. I sit with him in my lap and we watch.
So boring, that I usually play on my phone or read a book on my Kindle, since I can do both of those things with one hand, and hold him with the other hand.
But lately I haven’t been doing anything. I just sit. I force myself to be bored for twenty-four minutes.
Usually, somewhere between Joe finding clue #2 and the mailbox song, inspiration hits. I think of a great idea for a blog post, or I think of someone I should pray for, or something I read that day comes to mind again and I think about it a little deeper.
In our fast-paced, constantly-connected society, we have trained ourselves avoid boredom. It starts early. When my six year old says, “I’m bored,” I say, “Read a book, or clean your room, or unload the dishwasher.” I never say, “Ok, just sit there and be bored.”
We treat boredom as a problem that needs to be fixed instead of an opportunity for something great.
I’m relearning how to be bored. I’m seeing it as a gift. I don’t scramble to fill the time. I don’t feel guilty about all the things I could/should be doing. I’m even putting it on my to-do list: be bored.
You never know what’s going to pop in your head when you clear out all the noise and make room. So today, take a walk without your iPod, fold the laundry with the TV off, or sit on the back porch with just a cup of coffee.
Be bored, and you might find a moment of brilliance!
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