My thoughts whir above my head like a cloud. Sometimes its a gentle, wispy one which floats calmly from idea to idea. But mostly it swirls like a swarm of angry bees; each thought fighting to be the queen. Taming this storm hasn't been easy and when life gets busy I hear it's hum turn to a roar. Although it's something I will always have to keep on top of I've found that writing things down has helped. Whether it be romantic notions scribbled whilst sipping a rare coffee in solitude, pre-slumber plans for the next day or "must remembers" into calendars and diaries, jotting down the contents of my brain has eased their ferocity. It has helped me to view my brain's zealous nature as a blessing too.
With all her imagination and rolling talk I know that Bijou shares this trait. I can tell by her constant chatter that her mouth simply can't keep up with the melody of thoughts that are vying for attention. She speaks quickly like her Mumma. And although she can't write yet I am encouraging her to keep a track of thoughts, ideas and plans with simple illustrations on paper. We made some little books for just such ramblings using some leftover watercolour paintings. Needless to say the bees came out to play.