On my next walk, I will think of thoughts and emotions as little puffy clouds in the sky. The vast open blueness of the sky is me, my essence, my true self. Endless. As a thought or feeling comes up, put its name on a cloud and watch the cloud float away. No judgments. The thoughts and feelings aren’t good or bad. They just are. They’re not permanent. They aren’t who I am. There is no connection to them. It’s my choice to focus on them and make them grow into thunderclouds, or to let them drift by and dissipate as the little puffy clouds they are.
No comments:
Post a Comment