Looking beyond

Our thoughts are a constant running train following the tracks around and through our mind;  there are no breaks, there are not stop overs, it is a constant unending noise that can, and does, drive one to distraction.  Sometimes as the train passes by our subconscious, a thought may stare out the window and our mind grabs at it.  This notion could be real, relating to an actual event, a past memory, or it could be a ‘what if’ kind of idea that never fails to play the devil with our emotions.  Once we get hold of this ‘what if’ we are like a cat with a mouse, we worry it to death and stain our day with its blood.

My massage therapist Nicole likens the thought train to a conveyor belt moving continuously day in, day out, making me envision millions of memories, ideas, and opinions tumbling like rocks, sand and diamonds across the jiggling surface, all of them crying out for my attention.  It brings to mind gold diggers sifting through their sieves chucking the bad, keeping the gold (good/gold…pardon the pun!).

Nicole explained that if we pick up a thought that does not sit well, we must learn to put it back and look for another.  This is an important point that needs to be understood…choice… we have a choice!  We can, and should, turn away from some of our thoughts, ignore them, or totally disregard them if necessary, as we would strange dreams and nightmares conjured up during our dark sleeping hours.

What I would like to add to both the train and the conveyor belt image is a megaphone shrieking: Step away, step back…alert!…danger!…noise blaring, lights flashing, some one save me kind of thing…that way I can’t miss the pitfalls identified with the reflection that wants my attention.  It’s like in the movies when the music starts to build…slowly at first… then faster, faster, faster…as the character we love moves closer to the peril she/he has no idea is there!  Remember the music climbing suddenly as the shark approached at mega speed in Jaws?  Or…wait!…wait!…the knife slashing music as the attacker approached Janet Leigh in the shower scene in Hitchcock’s Psycho.  How could she possibly not have heard the music warning her of the imminent danger?  The water pressure in a motel back then would nary make a sound, she should have heard!

That is exactly what we need in life don’t you think?…music following us, protecting us, the gentle notes that climb the scales when we are about the fall in love, the ominous dark tones when a struggle is around the corner, the lulling sound of rain falling when it’s clearly time to take a nap…sigh…it would certainly make life a lot easier to navigate.

The fact is I want an escape hatch, a cloaking device that will protect me from my own thoughts, at least until I have gained the strength that will allow me to turn peacefully away.  You would think that at this point in my life, when I have finally stumbled into my mature years, I would already have a firm grasp, or at the very least a steady reassuring hold, on those maddening perceptions that will most certainly lead me astray.  But no, not I, there is naught but a shaking tenuous connection that does little to guide me.

As much as my personal train derails me at times…ha!…who am I kidding, the majority of time my thoughts and I careen over the edge clinging to each other screaming heartedly as we plunge into the abyss…but the truth is, I need each and every one of them, even the tired and worried portions, because they may just fit perfectly into a story yet to come.  They are the fuel for my creativity, even if I am not yet ready to face them.

So it comes back to control.  Independent thoughts are just that, independent, and unruly, therefore I need to investigate even further into other options of restraint.

One method I found rather interesting, due to the fact it makes me smile, and to be truthful it seems to work, at least as a distraction, even if for only a short duration.  The premise is this… whenever a repetitive thought makes an appearance and hangs on with the tenacity of a bulldog, think of an elk walking into the room.

See?!  You saw an elk walking into a room didn’t you?  I love it!   I thank Martha Beck from the Oprah magazine for this gem.

This technique works for me because, for one, I am easily distracted; I’m like a magpie lured in another direction by a shiny object that has been spied off in the distance.  However in turn, shortly after the elk has made its appearance in the room, thereby squashing the nagging beliefs, I become hypnotized by yet another worry that has slipped in the back door, so I am pushed to introduce yet another elk, and another, and another.  Just the other day I had about fifty elks socializing away whilst I was checking out the train zipping by the window.   Like many things in my life, it’s a work in progress.

I will continue to practice, to fine tune each system that works for me, for I do hunger for moments of quiet in my mind, in my life; however if I cannot avoid the thought completely, I hope to develop the ability to see what truth lies beyond.  There is, I believe, a thin curtain between what is good and what is bad, and I need to stop being afraid of what I may see when I look further.

I must learn to trust myself…and my thoughts.

Looking beyond the obvious


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6 Responses to Looking beyond

  1. Carole Ann, I love your speeding train image as it relates to thoughts. Does y ours ever slow down to just a chug chug when you’re looking for that super creative word or phrase or analogy?

    • Carole-Ann says:

      Hi Elaine! Chug.chug…like the little engine that could…that’s my mind when I want it to offer up those thoughts for writing! I have to scramble along side the train gathering bits and pieces of words to assemble into my story…now there’s a work in progress LOL

  2. Laurie Bernard says:

    Some would say meditation is a way to stop the steady stream of uninvited thoughts from keeping serenity at bay. I try my hardest to clear my mind but something always manages to worm its way in…..or I fall asleep sitting up! My best, truest escape is always walking and looking around at what nature has to offer by way of healing sights!

    • Carole-Ann says:

      Hi Laurie! I am going to try meditation also, but I too have problems with the poor mind wandering…will start with small doses of time…maybe…hmmm. Yes walking outside does work, I like that idea!

  3. Shane Young says:

    I too have train images, mine is more a night mare because of who I work for (CP). The best way for me to relax and clear my mind is breathing exercises. Breath through your nose and expand your stomach not your chest, hold, then blow out your mouth. As you’re doing this picture your happy place (for me it’s the Alps in Austria).

    You are a very creative person because of all your thoughts, write them down and have them work for you.

    • Carole-Ann says:

      That is a perfect relaxation exercise Shane, I need to do that more often! Europe is always a nice happy place to visualize isn’t it?! Problem is we do get caught up in our day, in our worries, and we do forget to breathe properly and fully…it makes a difference, I know it works when I remember!
      I think if I look at some of my thoughts as writing material only they will not bother me so much…excellent idea!

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