The Solution

Sometimes ideas were difficult to come up with.  Sometimes they came tumbling over each other too many to focus on, mixing together until there was so much noise it’s overwhelming.

Margret sat, her eyes closed trying to still her mind, trying to stem the flood of ideas triggered by the information she had just read on the screen. 

The research project hit a snag yesterday and the whole team was scrambling to come up ideas on how to move forward.

She focused on her breathing, inhaling, and exhaling in rhythm.

Eureka, in one crystal clear moment she had the solution.