Last weekend I had an unusual occurrence. I stopped thinking. Now that sounds a little odd but my mind is constantly in motion. It’s a little creepy when I say it out loud but it simply means I am always aware of thoughts. Good thoughts. I work out short stories in my head or posts for my blog or poems. A lot of my quips come out of my gentle musings. I watch TV or read to distract me but I’m rarely able to do one thing at a time. And then last weekend it all stopped.
You know how people are always saying in order to truly relax you must rid your mind of all thought. I can’t do that. I’m like a hamster on a wheel going around and around and around. It’s been like this my entire life so to me it’s just like white noise. My mind is always cogitating in the background and for the most part I don’t pay attention. I explained to a friend that one has a brain, a mind and body. We are our own trinity. Think of it as your brain is the hardware, your mind is the software and your body is the packaging that keeps everything from falling apart. I told you my mind works in strange ways. So, when it stopped, I was . . . bereft.
Do you remember the expression: “Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink”? It’s from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Of course, I modified it for my circumstances . . . Clutter, clutter everywhere and not a thought to think. My mind is full of clutter, as is my home. I have always admired the concept of minimalism but I could never live that way. I need my clutter. It enlightens me, it inspires me, it consoles me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
For almost two days I wandered around my apartment trying to distract myself. Fortunately, my weeks-worth of posting was already set. It’s like walking through a visual world and not being able to see. One of my senses was gone. It was not gone for long. But it did leave me unsettled. I have now gotten a post out of it so it wasn’t all bad.
I greatly admire people who have lost an ability and have been able to function beautifully with what they have left. Then again maybe I do understand. I lost my legs 20 years ago or rather I lost the use of them. I’ve been in a wheelchair for two decades and my life really hasn’t changed significantly. Yes, I have to modify how things are done and there are things that do defeat me but I can usually find a work-around. It helps to be tenacious and occasionally cranky. The Ancient Mariner may have been becalmed on a salty sea with nothing to drink but I have people and words to go to for thoughtful nourishment.
beautifully said. I’m a ‘piles not files’ person by nature
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I like my files in piles?
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I wish you had been able to enjoy your thoughtless mode. Maybe if it happens again you will, because you now know it is a temporary condition.
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That is excellent advice!
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Thank you.
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You really do function beautifully, Pam. Kindly clutter~what a great name for a contentment that gives you comfort. 💛
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I like my comfort and I like contentment. I am so easy to please…
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I love it, Pam. 💛
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See, the ‘silence’ gave you something different. Maybe a new facet (gift) for the diamond that is you my friend, making you even prettier 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋
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All that talk has made you a sweetie! Thank you my friend.
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So that’s why the world stopped briefly! Even with the temporary loss of one sense, you functioned beautifully. You really never lost a beat.
Perhaps it was your brain giving itself a bit of a ‘spring cleaning’. You’re rejuvenated and we have the benefit of this post. We all win.
Enjoy a wonderful Sunday. I hope it’s the start of a very thought-provoking week! 🤗
Ginger
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I love the concept of spring cleaning! It’s fine when my brain does it because the rest of me doesn’t wanna pitch in… Ha ha ha!
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I feel you, Pam. My mind never stops. My body is usually right behind. Hubby calls me hummingbird. At times it can be maddening. I see people who do only one thing magnificently like painting or gardening .Marathon running or spending days reading. I can do all those things well but I am what I like to call myself a Creative ADD. 🤷♀️The one thing I can immerse myself in, losing all tracks of time, is my photography.When I am taking photos, viewing Nature through my lens, I become lost in it. That is when meditation occurs for me. I say if we are using our minds creatively and positively it keeps us young and alert. I hioe you enjoy every second of your days! 🤗❤️
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What a wonderful way to look at things! I too find that I can be hyper focussed when I’m doing something I love. We certainly benefit from all your photos!
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Please excuse the typos. My ipad is being wonky. 🤦♀️
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No worries…
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I, like you, would probably be disconcerted if my mind switched to off without my willing it to (and Lord knows, I try to will it to occasionally shut up)… like Jennie said, maybe you can find a way to actually enjoy it when it does happen again…
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That’s exactly how I’m going to look at it.
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Good idea, I say 😉
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Time magazine has an excellent article this week on forgetting and the fact that cleaning is a natural process. You may not have noticed the cleaners but hopefully, everything is shipshape now.
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I actually do feel somewhat rejuvenated. I actually thought rejuvenated and said renovated. Both could be correct. Ha ha ha ha!
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Both work. 😁
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Ain’t you to be “thoughtless” but you are entitled to have a day without think thoughts or I call ut mindlessness🤣
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In retrospect I think you are right. But hopefully it won’t happen too often.
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Yup!! Agree. We must keep a mindful mind else dementia sets in and here we have cases aged in their 50s getting it. Sigh!!
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This close to finishing my book, I’d be terrified if that happened for two whole weeks! Not knowing if something is temporary makes this illness so stressful. I’m so glad the clouds parted for you eventually!
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I will endeavour to embrace it if it happens again. Good luck on the book! Let us know…
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