Don’t Believe Everything You Think*
*Featured image, Don’t Believe Everything You Think, (c) Loui Jover, Australian Artist
More than just the title which kinda implies being an Inner Spectator, not my cup of tea, I am digging that more than just to deal with external forces, Victor Frankl’s words also apply to the title of this blog with Loui Jover’s artwork used as the Feature image, internally.
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom. ~ Victor Frankl
Can you engage your thoughts as your own Inner Customs Agent, just conduct the flow of un huh NOPEs off to back from whence they came? Or, just over to the seive of the recycle filter for compost? Heck, can you put the clutch in on your thoughts. Just watch the tach(ometer) spin up. If your thoughts get into the redline, (anxiety), not to worry. Just call out inside, “NOPE. HOLD IT. FREEZE RIGHT THERE ANSD PUT YOUR HANDS UP.” Am I suggesting to police your thoughts? Yes, I very much am Suggesting that. If not you, who Then? Take responsibility in there 1st, and less trip-ups happen out here, fewer interference patterns tumble out to interrupt the things you enjoy. Like a big fart at the opera, just mentioning for a friend.
Police your thoughts… NAH! Be their pre-school and graduate school and sandbox teachers. No shame or guilt, just listening. That way you can mess up in your own way, not just in ways that slow you down from dancing with your path. That way you can mess up in your own way instead up messing up yourself even more in other peoples’ ways.
Word tends to get around in your head, and then you find you aren‘t Really alone, ever, and also that you are not the only one working to get the others to behave. Then, heck, weather washes through. And, trees with strong roots laugh and smile through storms, just say ‘Thank You” for the free power wash after.
Clutch the ripe and raw geode thoughts and begin to enact them in action. Or, put the clutch in on them to leave external inaction in their internal orbits and let them play the aged-like-fine-wine game. Who let the dogs out?! Be mindful of your inner casks, though. Not much develops on its own inside until you have set it in motion out here, too. Then, things can live and evolve in the back of your head so to speak.
A tree can not grow to heaven unless its roots grow to hell. ~ C.G. Jung
As Above, So Below, How Do Your Roots Grow?
How does that contribute to and amplify your ability to take action?
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January 11, 2021 at 1:32 pm
When I get those “I think I’m full of crap!” feelings, I don’t really believe what I think, but I love what I thinking anyway.
January 11, 2021 at 1:36 pm
Yeah, for me those “I’m full of crap/don’t know anything” feelings usually happen when I’m not doing that particular thing. I swat them away like the flies they are. All they really indicate is that that thing is resting, as I tend to not spend much, if any, energy on things I’m not doing. If I’m walking my dog, the thought, “I don’t know shit About Tarot or Astrology or Carl Jung or Architecture or Poetry or Alchemy or ad infinitum, ad nauseum.” Of course just hand me a Tarot card and that thought’s more than all gone washed back out to sea so to speak.
January 11, 2021 at 1:40 pm
At least we know we don’t know shit about anything, because we know there is always so much more shit to know about everything. I wish a lot of other people would figure that out.
January 11, 2021 at 1:54 pm
Yup, because knowing is the thing cast into the mold of the Logos, whereas the things giving us thoughts live in the Eros… until they emerge. Better to have them born alive than stillborn. That way others can resurrect them from their perspective when they engage and interact. Like I don’t know that I necessarily make art. I simply work. I feel it becomes Art once someone else viscerally interacts with it and is moved. If they are not moved, for them, said in a hillbilly accent, “that ‘art’ not to be on da wall.”
January 11, 2021 at 2:07 pm
I like a lot of “off the wall” art.
January 11, 2021 at 2:33 pm