{"id":6,"date":"2012-08-21T01:56:18","date_gmt":"2012-08-21T01:56:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nancymthurston.wordpress.com\/?p=6"},"modified":"2012-08-21T01:56:18","modified_gmt":"2012-08-21T01:56:18","slug":"sometimes-lists-sometimes-listening","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/2012\/08\/21\/sometimes-lists-sometimes-listening\/","title":{"rendered":"Sometimes lists.  Sometimes listening."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am a list queen.<\/p>\n<p>Right now, I have three lists going at once\u2014things I need to do next week, my general list and a book\u00a0 order list.<\/p>\n<p>Tonight at 11:30 p.m., I left behind a gently snoring Howard to get up and write down a detail about the book\u2019s coming out party next week (on my general list) and the name of a friend who wanted me to send her mother a copy of my book (book order list).\u00a0 Then I noticed that my general list was too messy\u2014too many things crossed out\u2014so I rewrote the list.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s almost midnight, and here I am still up.\u00a0 Again.<\/p>\n<p>I recall my reputation with grocery lists.\u00a0 Nine times out of ten, I either leave my list at home or on top of the onions in the produce aisle within ten minutes of beginning my shopping.\u00a0 Eight times out of those nine, I get home from the store with almost everything that was on the lost list. Knowing that about myself, however, doesn\u2019t calm my urgent fears that THIS TIME I will forget something.<\/p>\n<p>With my book just out in the world and the huge unknowns of marketing looming large in my mind, I want to cling to lists\u2014mine and the ones that fill self-publishing books. The trouble is that my best work doesn\u2019t flow when I\u2019m trying to check things off.\u00a0 I may feel efficient, yet something is missing.<\/p>\n<p>Odd thing is, I know that my creative juices flow best when the prompting comes from deep inside me, bubbling up from my belly.\u00a0 I wake with a few sentences luring me to sit down and write.\u00a0 An urge arises to call someone.\u00a0 An idea comes for a gathering of friends to mark a special moment in our lives.\u00a0 Thoughts arrive gently, seemingly out of nowhere, each holding a bit of sparkle.<\/p>\n<p>These nudges seem untimely, scattered or illogical when I try to understand them with my mind.\u00a0 But time and time again, they lead to places beyond anything imagined or possible through my lists.\u00a0 I get an image of the big picture of marketing the book\u2014reaching out to meet people who are already waking up to the big topics rather than me out trying to sell the book\u2014and suddenly the numerous details don\u2019t seem as important.<\/p>\n<p>While writing <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nancymthurston.com\/\">Big Topics at Midnight<\/a>,<\/em> I began to learn the language of my body.\u00a0 Now when I pay attention to my belly or back, it gives me information about unnoticed feelings or the need to stop for a few moments and stretch. I\u2019ve learned to hear these subtle forms of guidance even though my head often shouts that all of this intuition stuff is just a burp from my imagination.<\/p>\n<p>I was born with a mind that easily learned the \u201cright\u201d form of intelligence\u2014think things through, be logical and rational, and be able to defend my thinking with solid facts.\u00a0 Only later did I discover the wisdom of my belly, intuition and Spirit.<\/p>\n<p>It wasn\u2019t easy to incorporate this more feminine way, of knowing, and the power of the \u201cone right way\u201d has a stronghold on me.\u00a0 Things on my lists seem so urgent, so clear.\u00a0 Intuition, on the other hand, comes sometimes in a haze and always with its own timing. \u00a0I\u2019m not fond of waiting.<\/p>\n<p>It is 12:15 a.m.\u00a0 I\u2019m up with the cool night breezes and occasional cars driving by trying to remember what I know: My most important spiritual practice is learning how to stand in the middle of the paradoxes of life.\u00a0 Nevertheless, it doesn\u2019t seem very efficient.<\/p>\n<p>Actually, it\u2019s a pain sometimes.<\/p>\n<p>Lately I\u2019ve stumbled under the weight of getting to all of the tasks on my book lists.<\/p>\n<p>Still, I want to do both\u2014following my inner guidance and my carefully crafted agenda.<\/p>\n<p>So I fall down.\u00a0 Then I stand back up again and return to my practice of taking the best from both approaches.\u00a0 Sometimes lists.\u00a0 Sometimes listening.\u00a0 Sometimes pushing forward to get things done.\u00a0 Sometimes sitting outside under the tree and slowing down enough to hear that still small voice inside.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I\u2019m a listening queen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am a list queen. Right now, I have three lists going at once\u2014things I need to do next week, my general list and a book\u00a0 order list. Tonight at 11:30 p.m., I left behind a gently snoring Howard to get up and write down a detail about the book\u2019s coming out party next week &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/2012\/08\/21\/sometimes-lists-sometimes-listening\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sometimes lists.  Sometimes listening.&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":301,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-creativity","category-gender","category-spirituality"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon.jpg?fit=480%2C480&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/301"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nancymthurston.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}