Old and used thoughts for sale
Let’s have a jumble sale for the things we think. Or a thought-swapping party, so that we can get out of our heads and stretch and bend in the ways someone else’s thoughts would need us to.
Let’s take it a step further with an extraction process to rid us of those worn and dreary, useless and ugly thoughts. The ones we soak ourselves in too often. Too often to realise that we’re doing it because regularity has a way of normalising things.
An extraction idea: We could exhale corrupt thoughts like helium into a balloon. There would be rules. One thought per balloon. No crowding. You have to be sure you capture the entire thought. Colours – there’d be a code. Mustard for self-loathing, taupe for ennui, Hulk-green for scorn.
Plants could come along and purify the stale thoughts. Highly-evolved plants with tendrils dexterous enough to furl around a balloon string the way a baby’s hand closes softly around an adult finger. These plants would potter along and shop our thought-filled jumble sale balloons. They’d take them away, refresh the musty mind meanderings and recycle them into happiness.
What do you think? Are you in?
New and unused thoughts to think about thinking about
Perhaps you’d like to try some thought shifting right now. While we wait for the plants to evolve. Go on then. Take your pick:
I do not need to try harder today. In fact, today I should tone down my trying by at least fifteen and a half percent.
Other people are the same as me. It’s safe to feed them the very things I need the most. Options include surprise voice notes, particular treats and jotting “I love you, you belong” on their fridge with a permanent marker.
I’ll consider an order of words that will be a struggle for my tongue and lips to create because, as far as body parts go, they’re not used to being brave. Then I’ll say those words. Just once. Even in a whisper.
The next time I see that familiar stranger whose life is playing out in the same few streets of the world as mine is, I’ll consider using a teeny bit of my energy for the day to look them in the eyes and say ‘hello’ in my happiest voice.
I’m not always what I think I am. Different pieces of me are bigger, smaller, stronger, weaker each day. This is a good and necessary thing.
It’s not too late. My old thoughts lied. It’s as late as I make it and I'm running ahead of life in terms of what can still be done. I’ve been making it later than it really is.
Say out loud “I have time”. That’s how you make time. But it only works if you use the time you create to immediately do one of the things you “never have time for”. If you need even more time. say it again, say it louder. One day you may say it so well that you’ll have time left over. Then you can spend that time on a friend or your mom or an intriguing stranger.
Calling people, when their particular humanness itches your brain, is a new thing you might try. I know you don’t like talking on the phone, but you only have to say something short and meaningful. Any version of “Hello, you matter to me. A lot.” will do.
You can do it. That one thing you’re sure is not yours to be or do or have. I checked and the whole world’s at least 87% sure you can think one new thing to take one different step, however you choose.
“I don’t think I’ll ever,” – Think that you will, even if it feels silly. Try it on for size, wriggle around in it, give it a lick. Then say: I do think I will [insert appealing/scary escapade here].
Thinking new thoughts should be fun and fast. A new idea thought in the time it takes a hand to turn a doorknob.
Twist your brain. Grapple with it. Question it.
Pop it on a hot, high-spin cycle. Give it a good rinse and wring it out. Regularly. It needs it. All brains do.