Thought Gardens – Part 1

I’m sure, my friends, it’s clear to you by now I definitely think too much. My mind garden is wild, and frankly a bit of a mess. I know this is both the product of both a busy mind and a neglected one. My own childish thoughts have been largely unattended and unheeded, and a child’s thoughts probably need to be regarded with care, much like a little flower patch. Not interfered with but seen and tended to, cultivated and left to fallow in season, weeded and seeded, certainly appreciated often. A child’s mind if neglected can become impossible to tame if it’s spent a few seasons forgotten, or worse, if the stewardship is passed to another, and insufficient attention is provided to the caretaking in the meantime. Little gardens are fragile things.

Messy is okay. It’s not the neatness that counts; it’s the amount of life that’s in there. Living things need to be found in a mind garden. And we have to get those suckers in there somehow. Writing, and reading of course, lots and lots of reading.

Looking at nature and at other people is good for thinking, but if you will, do it properly, if you please. Seeing their faces and eyes and listening to their words, all to be done deeply and with intention. Taking long walks and not talking, and taking long sittings with cups of tea in warm places and doing a lot of talking is also good.

Having things with you and around you made by someone you know, or love, or both; that makes for some good thinking I reckon. There’s something about having something in your hands, or over your lap or shoulders, or before you on your desk as you work, something someone made with their hands, that’s good for you in thinking your own thoughts. I think it’s because when you have to spend a lot of time making a thing with your hands you do a lot of thinking yourself. All that energy of the sitting and paying careful attention to your own thoughts as you make the thing gets transferred to others.

This is why the making of quilts and tea and toys and cakes are very important arts not to be lost. In light of this, I probably need to add here making a thing with your own hands is good for thinking, and healthy for cultivating wholesome, healthy thoughts that will hopefully seed well for a very long time, or as short a time as may be required.

You've heard my thoughts, now throw me yours...