April 31, 2024 – A

James River Crossing — Blue Ridge Parkway Bridge Above, Footbridge Below, Virginia
What does thinking about 
what we think about
keep us from thinking about?

We tend to repeat the same conversations
week after week.

When is the last time we had a new idea?
A realization?

What can you imagine doing
that would make you accessible
to your imagination?

If you were to have a conversation
with me in your mind,
what would we talk about?

Imagine the visit.
What would you say,
How would I reply?

The simple exercise/experience
if an imagined conversation
is an always available opening
to new realizations.

You'll find yourself saying things
you would never think you would say.
And whenever the person you are talking to
says something,
it is something you say they will say,
and that will likely be surprising as well.

And the conversation will take turns
you would never say you would say.
We generate the words but say things
we are stunned to hear.

How does THAT work?

We are a mystery of endless depth,
brilliantly amazing at every turn,
and we think we are so boring
no one would ever want to talk to us.

Take yourself out of lock-down
and watch yourself fly!

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Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

2 thoughts on “April 31, 2024 – A

  1. Today morning while preparing coffee…I noticed my randomly floating (irrelevant) thoughts. I reminded myself- to do what I was doing, without ‘thinking’ (being only aware, no words crowding my mind). Right at that very moment, I spilled a whole cup of milk. While it flowed on my kitchen counter, I watched it without a single thought, absolutely alert, aware. Then I realized, there was no frustration, I was not annoyed, I was sort of enjoying the milk flowing, taking random shapes in multiple little streams following the gentle slope of the surface…Of course I quickly rushed to blot it with the towel then…but there was no feeling of being annoyed (which would be the case normally), just amusement.
    If we can live more like this…the inner ‘felt’ quality of our lives certainly would be different! If many could live like this- would it not be a different world…?

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