Some Fresh Thoughts on Thought (#993)

It’s surprising how often I have what feels like a brand new insight into the nature of the human experience only to discover that I’ve not only glimpsed it before, I’ve actually written about it. In fact, it happens so often I’m tempted to call the follow up to The Inside-Out Revolution, “No… REALLY!” (For the record, it’s actually called “The Space Within: Finding Your Way Back Home” and will be released by Hay House in May 2016).

This speaks to the “fresh in the moment” quality of our inner wisdom. We see what we see when we see it, and it’s never more obvious, true, and valuable to us than in the very moment of seeing. Here’s a quick analogy:

Imagine that from the moment we are born, every human being is given their own magical cow as a companion. Any time they need nourishment, they need only look to the cow and it will give them fresh milk. Being a magical cow, its milk is healing, delicious, and nourishing, giving even the most lactose-intolerant among us exactly what we need to function beautifully in the moment.

Now imagine that over time, we forget about our magical bovine companion but never lose our craving for its milk. We would seek to slake our thirst from the cows of those around us, even arguing betwixt ourselves about where to find the “one true cow” and which ones served up the freshest, most nourishing milk.

We might be tempted to go down to the village every Sunday and stockpile a week’s supply of our favorite brand, so that as we find ourselves in need of extra nourishment in the midst of our day to day lives, we always have some to hand. Yet this bottled milk would rarely refresh us in the way that it did when we first drank it, and no matter how wonderful the teacher whose cow gave us the milk, it never quite delivered the magical quality of perfect nourishment that our own cow’s fresh milk contains.

Some of us would even carry around bottles of the milk that had nourished us as children, dismissing its sour taste as a function of our own unworthy taste buds and not as a function of what happens to all milk when it’s been away from its source for too long.

Finally, imagine waking up one morning and remembering that having a magical cow as a companion was your birthright as a human being – a gift from the divine to remind you of your spiritual nature, even as you lived your one and only life fully in the world. You look into its soft eyes and realize it never left you, and you feel a deep gratitude for its presence in your life.

Sure, you might still enjoy tasting the milk from other cows, but you would cease to look to it for nourishment. Carrying around old milk would look like less and less of a good idea, and you would once again come to rely on your own magical companion as the source of exactly what you need, in exactly the moment that you need it…

Last week, I was in the midst of a client intensive when I had a startling new insight into something that I thought I already knew. I was getting riled up while taking my daughter to school, silently marveling at the incompetence of every driver on the road but me, when it dawned on me that I wasn’t upset by the drivers – I was looking at the drivers through already upset eyes.

It wouldn’t have mattered what you placed in front of me in that moment – because my eyeballs had scratches on them, everything in the world would look scratched up and out of focus. In short, the problem wasn’t in the world, it was in my own mind.

So far, so consistent with what I understand and teach about the thought-created nature of our reality. But here’s where it got interesting…

A bit later on that same drive, I started to get upset with my daughter for wanting to go to a school that was so far away, with my wife for not offering to drive that morning, and with myself for not putting up more of a fight on either count. And that’s when I saw it:

What I was thinking about had nothing to do with my upset; I was thinking with an upset mind.

It wouldn’t have mattered what thoughts occurred to me in that moment – because my mind had scratches on it, every thought that passed through my head, no matter what it was about or how positive it might have been, looked scratched up and distorted.

In other words, the content of my thinking was 100% irrelevant to the quality of my experience. When I was revved up in my mind, I had a revved up experience of whatever happened to pass through my head in that moment. When my mind settled down, as it inevitably would, I would once again create my world through the eyes of love.

When I shared this insight with my client, we both noticed it sounded a lot like the inside-out axiom “it’s not what you think, it’s the FACT that you think that matters”. But somehow this now made sense at a whole new level.

If my upset and lack of clarity is a function of a revved up mind irrespective of the content of the thinking passing through that mind, then the way back home has nothing to do with that content either. I didn’t need to sort out my daughter’s choice of schools or my wife’s desire to sleep in; I just needed to know that once I settled back down, my innate wisdom/magical cow would give me exactly what I needed in the moment. If there was anything to be done, it would become obvious; if not, that would become obvious as well.

I didn’t need fresh new thinking about my family or about my life; I just needed to understand what was really going on in the moment.

Here’s this week’s message in a nutshell:

  • There’s no substitute for your own in the moment wisdom, and that wisdom is always (and only) available to you in the moment.
  • You don’t need a different life, you need fresh eyes.
  • You don’t need different thoughts – you need a quieter mind in which to think them.

And the best news of all is that all three of these things – innate wisdom, fresh eyes, and a quiet mind – are already ours for the taking.

With all my love,

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