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A Mom's Year

Creating a comfortable life one moment at a time

September 28, 2011

Dealing with Mud-Mind

Years ago, a friend who works in the health realization branch of psychology shared a concept that seriously changed how I look at life.

It’s called “mud-mind” and here’s how it works. Think of a time recently when you felt great. Maybe you were happily immersed in work, or out for a run, or surrounded by people you love. Maybe you were playing the piano or petting your dog or digging in your garden. Your mind felt clear and sparkling. Life was good.

Now think of a time when you didn’t feel so great. Maybe you were fighting with your partner or feeling frustrated with your life or reading someone’s political rant on Facebook. Your mind felt anxious and upset and angry. Life was not so good.

At the top of this page is a photo of a jar filled with dirt and water. This jar represents your mind. The water is your brain when it’s clear and sparkling and full of positive thoughts. The dirt represents all the negative thoughts that flit in and out of your brain throughout the day.

Now imagine shaking the jar really hard. It will end up looking like this:

Yuck, right? That’s your brain when the negative thoughts have taken over. But if you leave the jar to sit for a while, the dirt will eventually settle to the bottom and the water will become clear and sparkling again. Our friend used this idea to show that our feelings are the result of our thoughts, and we can choose whether we want to shake the jar or set it down.

That’s quite a concept, isn’t it? We grow up believing that our feelings are real. I mean, we feel them, right? So they must be real. But the truth is that whatever we feel about a situation comes from inside of our own brains. It’s all made up. You’ve probably noticed this in your own life. One day you get angry at your kids for not putting their stuff away, but the next day you make picking up into a fun game. It’s the same mess, but your perception of it has changed. On Day One, your jar has been shaken up and the water is muddy, but on Day Two, it’s sparkling clear.

That’s all well and good, you say. But my problems are real.

Maybe they are, maybe they aren’t. Here’s one of my favorite examples of mud-mind in action. Tim was watching a late-night episode of “Friends” and I came into the room stewing and spewing about something. But I got pulled into the storyline and stopped ranting. Then a commercial came on and I started up again. Apparently this went on for some time.

Finally, Tim said, “You are so full of bologna.” (Only he didn’t say “bologna.”) This made me even madder. “What are you talking about?” I said. Tim explained that while my brain was engaged in the show I stopped complaining, but the second a commercial came on, I started complaining again.

For once, I had absolutely nothing to say. Darn know-it-all. But he was right. And even though I was irritated and a little embarrassed at being seen through so completely, something clicked. How bad could my problems be if I could forget them so easily with the simple distraction of a TV show? It kind of made it seem like I was shaking my own jar for recreational purposes.

I still get worked up about plenty of things. But what’s really changed is that negative thoughts have a much shorter shelf-life in my brain. They just don’t have the staying power they used to. I can recognize mud-mind in other people, and it helps me not take everything personally. It also makes me want to be careful not to shake other people’s jars just because I’m in mud-mind.

I’ve also learned that if Tim and I are both in mud-mind it’s the absolute worst time to make decisions of any kind. We still argue and say stupid things, but fortunately neither one of us believes anything the other one says in mud-mind. On good days, I don’t believe anything my children do or say when they’re in mud-mind, either. On bad days, I get pulled right in. But—again—the good news is that we all pop out of it more quickly because we don’t analyze everything to death. Most problems seem like non-issues once we’ve stopped shaking the jar, but when something really does need to be dealt with, we’re in a much better position to handle it when our thoughts have calmed down.

I’m not trying to minimize the bad things that happen to people. Look at Tim’s mountain biking accident. It was horrific, but somehow he was able to say, “Other than the accident itself, this has been a wonderful experience.” He let the bad thoughts go and held on to the good ones. I’ll admit it’s easier not believing everything I think with someone like Tim. It’s harder when I’m dealing with people who are deeply committed to their negative thinking, even when they’re making themselves and everyone else miserable.

The simple image of the jar is a powerful tool. If we can picture our minds as this jar, then we can practice the art of mentally setting the jar down. We can “be still” as the Bible says and let the dirt sink to the bottom so we can regain peace and clarity. We’ll get better at keeping our mouths shut when we’re in mud-mind and then give our joy, enthusiasm, and gratitude away when we’re in sparkling-mind.

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  1. Marilyn says

    September 28, 2011 at 2:09 pm

    Goodness, Shannon, what an insightful, inspiring post! I hate that confused, frantic feeling of a “muddied mind,” but I know it well. I’m still very much learning how to practice peace, and this imagery is such a good reminder. Thanks for the encouragement.

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  2. Shannon says

    September 28, 2011 at 2:47 pm

    I’m glad the jar image will help, Marilyn. Another idea that I maybe should have explained more is that letting our minds settle isn’t the same thing as “positive thinking.” Positive thinking is trying to replace one thought with another, and it can just be another way to shake the jar, especially if we feel guilty because we “should” feel positive.

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Hello! My name is Shannon Taylor and I’m a mom of four, originally from Minnesota and now living in Maryland. I "published" my first newsletter when I was nine, and since then, I’ve written and edited for magazines, websites, and textbooks. I started this blog when my kids were small to reflect on life, share ideas, and preserve memories. Now that my children are grown, I continue to use this space to document meaningful moments and practical ideas.

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I grew up in Minnesota. My mom was the Social Justice Chair at our Lutheran church, so it was normal to see her rush out at all hours to deliver food, diapers, and other aid to people in need. When St. Paul began welcoming Hmong refugees, my parents were among the first to help. For my Vietnam-vet dad, I`ve always believed it was an opportunity to atone for the sins our country committed in Vietnam. I remember two families in particular because they made wonderful food as a gift for my graduation party. Another time, a Somali woman and her daughter showed up at our church looking for community. So my mom invited them to Thanksgiving dinner.

That was the world I lived in and why adopting a child seemed like a natural extension of motherhood for me. I had faith that my child would be safe in my community. And my country.

Which brings me to the reason I`m writing this post. There are a lot of conversations right now about speaking up. I`m not sure anyone "owes" my family an explanation of their political beliefs. But we sure trust and appreciate those who speak out against a government that profiles people of color. And who are equally alarmed and ashamed that Mr. Thao, a U.S. citizen like my daughter, was pulled out of his shower after ICE agents broke his door down.

It’s painful to know that the neighbor who gave our daughter a delightful picture book when we brought her home is supporting a party that is encouraging its agents to ask, “Where do the Asians live?” It`s painful to be a guest in the home of someone who assumes my family is as white as hers and confidently tells me how glad she is that God is working through Trump to "clean up" our country and get rid of all these "dangerous criminals.”

I have so much admiration for people who speak up when they don`t have to. I mean, I`m on board this ship whether I like it or not because we`re an Asian-American family. To all of you out there fighting the good fight: I see you and I thank you.

To that end, I`m going to put resources I trust in the comments. Please share yours, too. Or DM me if you prefer.

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I grew up in Minnesota. My mom was the Social Justice Chair at our Lutheran church, so it was normal to see her rush out at all hours to deliver food, diapers, and other aid to people in need. When St. Paul began welcoming Hmong refugees, my parents were among the first to help. For my Vietnam-vet dad, I've always believed it was an opportunity to atone for the sins our country committed in Vietnam. I remember two families in particular because they made wonderful food as a gift for my graduation party. Another time, a Somali woman and her daughter showed up at our church looking for community. So my mom invited them to Thanksgiving dinner.

That was the world I lived in and why adopting a child seemed like a natural extension of motherhood for me. I had faith that my child would be safe in my community. And my country.

Which brings me to the reason I'm writing this post. There are a lot of conversations right now about speaking up. I'm not sure anyone "owes" my family an explanation of their political beliefs. But we sure trust and appreciate those who speak out against a government that profiles people of color. And who are equally alarmed and ashamed that Mr. Thao, a U.S. citizen like my daughter, was pulled out of his shower after ICE agents broke his door down.

It’s painful to know that the neighbor who gave our daughter a delightful picture book when we brought her home is supporting a party that is encouraging its agents to ask, “Where do the Asians live?” It's painful to be a guest in the home of someone who assumes my family is as white as hers and confidently tells me how glad she is that God is working through Trump to "clean up" our country and get rid of all these "dangerous criminals.”

I have so much admiration for people who speak up when they don't have to. I mean, I'm on board this ship whether I like it or not because we're an Asian-American family. To all of you out there fighting the good fight: I see you and I thank you. 

To that end, I'm going to put resources I trust in the comments. Please share yours, too. Or DM me if you prefer.

Had a great time at my first student band showcase! Thank you to Stages Music Arts; Brett, our awesome instructor; and my band mates for making it such a fun night.

I was so surprised and thrilled to look out in the audience and see two of my wonderful friends from our Special Olympics International days (back in the `90s!). And thank you to Tim and our girls for being there and being such a great audience. Will had class, but I hear there`s another showcase in April. Rock on! ❤️😂

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Had a great time at my first student band showcase! Thank you to Stages Music Arts; Brett, our awesome instructor; and my band mates for making it such a fun night. 

I was so surprised and thrilled to look out in the audience and see two of my wonderful friends from our Special Olympics International days (back in the '90s!). And thank you to Tim and our girls for being there and being such a great audience. Will had class, but I hear there's another showcase in April. Rock on! ❤️😂

Who wants to talk books?! These are the books I received this Christmas:

1: FRANNY AND ZOOEY by J. D. Salinger. I love Holden Caulfield in THE CATCHER IN THE RYE, so I don`t know how I’ve managed to go this long without reading this book!
2: MERRY by Susan Breen. From the cover copy: "Fans of family stories, classic literature, Christmas novels, and holiday season magic will adore MERRY." Also, it`s set in London and features a copy of A CHRISTMAS CAROL signed by Dickens. (We have a copy of A CHRISTMAS CAROL signed by Dickens`s great-great grandson, Gerald Dickens, from the one-man show he performed at the Saint Paul Hotel years ago. ❤️)
3: THE ONLY ONE LEFT by Riley Sager. "Deliciously Gothic" and "jaw-dropping twists" sounds good to me.
4. 6:40 TO MONTREAL by Eva Jurczyk. This has an Agatha Christie vibe: locked-room, which is always fun, and the protagonist is a writer named Agatha who`s on her way to a writing retreat on a train with beautiful views when disaster strikes.
5. THE SNOW LIES DEEP by Paula Munier. Dogs, snow, and mystery is right up my alley.
6. STORY by Robert McKee from Andrew. I love the study of writing (English lit textbook editor and all), so I`m excited about diving into the definitive book on screenplays. Andrew and I have started a wonderful collaboration on our writing projects, so I hope this will help me understand the nuances of screenwriting—and maybe help me write my own for THE ADVENT BOX!

How about you? Did you get any books for Christmas? Please share!

P.S. My aunt Joan made these beautiful bookmarks for everyone. They arrived with a huge bag of homemade caramels. It doesn`t get any better than that! ❤️

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Who wants to talk books?! These are the books I received this Christmas:

1: FRANNY AND ZOOEY by J. D. Salinger. I love Holden Caulfield in THE CATCHER IN THE RYE, so I don't know how I’ve managed to go this long without reading this  book! 
2: MERRY by Susan Breen. From the cover copy: "Fans of family stories, classic literature, Christmas novels, and holiday season magic will adore MERRY." Also, it's set in London and features a copy of A CHRISTMAS CAROL signed by Dickens. (We have a copy of A CHRISTMAS CAROL signed by Dickens's great-great grandson, Gerald Dickens, from the one-man show he performed at the Saint Paul Hotel years ago. ❤️)
3: THE ONLY ONE LEFT by Riley Sager. "Deliciously Gothic" and "jaw-dropping twists" sounds good to me. 
4. 6:40 TO MONTREAL by Eva Jurczyk. This has an Agatha Christie vibe: locked-room, which is always fun, and the protagonist is a writer named Agatha who's on her way to a writing retreat on a train with beautiful views when disaster strikes.
5. THE SNOW LIES DEEP by Paula Munier. Dogs, snow, and mystery is right up my alley.
6. STORY by Robert McKee from Andrew. I love the study of writing (English lit textbook editor and all), so I'm excited about diving into the definitive book on screenplays. Andrew and I have started a wonderful collaboration on our writing projects, so I hope this will help me understand the nuances of screenwriting—and maybe help me write my own for THE ADVENT BOX!

How about you? Did you get any books for Christmas? Please share!

P.S. My aunt Joan made these beautiful bookmarks for everyone. They arrived with a huge bag of homemade caramels. It doesn't get any better than that! ❤️
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