Been thinkin':
'IT IS WHAT IT IS'~what is it, where is it and what is it that it is?
I have realized that I think from the middle out..ya know~start in the middle and go to the end and then back to the middle and then when all else fails, go to the beginning.
What's more satisfying~the illusion or the reality?
If I never knew you~I would never miss you.
Am I going be bored when I am dead, will I know it and how long is death anyway?
"A Native American elder once described his own inner struggles in this manner: 'Inside of me there are two dogs. One of the dogs is mean and evil. The other dog is good. The mean dog fights the good dog all the time.' When asked which dog wins, he reflected for a moment and replied, "The one I fee the most." George Bernard Shaw. This is a thought I put to use all the time.
Why did I have 'real bad hair' days and young girls and women don't now?
Worry is my symptom of feeling powerless.
I always wonder where all the lost things in life go...to some corner of the world just waiting to be found?
Where do all the words and thoughts we think go when we put them out in the 'Universe'? Do they stay out there forever?
Anyone have any thots they'd like to contribute that they have Thunk?
16 comments:
How relevant your post is to how I do or do not think. Food for thought...
March promises of Spring and Birdies singing...
So I'm not alone in my thought process? Thanks Createology!
"the dog I feed the most"...I just saw that quote last week! Very interesting thought, huh!
I am thankful for your thunked thoughts. hee.
First time I read that quote, Betsy was in a book about self esteem for teenagers. It really applies for any age.
I have often wondered where the light goes when we flick the switch !
I once read that the brain never tires, yet every time I try and think deeply I tie myself in knots and end up exhausted.
When the light is turned off in the kitchen, it's switched on in the living room. I don't know why I don't believe that there is nothing beyond death, but I'm thankful that I don't.
Mel, the light goes back into the switch. hahha
Ken, I know the exhaustion of thinking too deeply. I have discovered that deep thoughts just come at odd little times, like when you are brushing your teeth or pumping gas in the car.
The death thought came to me in the middle of the night the other night. Don't know why it did, but it was a little alarming.
The two dogs theory is so right - I've been feeding the wrong one lately, I'm sure. Good food for thought :)
Isn't curiosity wonderful? I think it will keep you young forever.
Thank you for the many lovely comments you leave, Kim. You were asking about where I keep my art...They get moved around alot, but are usually displayed on the dining room table and in the bedroom. I need more room!
Have a happy week,
Catherine
The story of the dogs is great. One of my life's quotes is "Happiness is a Choice"...
Have a great day.
Great questions....there are no real answers...maybe that is the beauty...xv
Just popping in to say hello! :)
Interesting take on this, Vicki!
Betsy, You must be hopping in those Sketchers!
jeezes weepers, woman! where do i start, huh? where do i end up?
nope! you're not alone in this process... some of us go mad under the pressure, others laugh their heads off. the older i'm getting the more i understand the true lunatic. well, sort of.
but my biggest thought is, you can never really think too hard, or too deep, for worse is to be and feel shallow.
i have never wondered about lights being turned off and then on elsewhere and were that light is going. do i need to worry?
LOVE this post, hon.
n♥
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