A blessing and a curse
this vivid imagination
conjuring up so many pleasant daydream worlds,
and paintings, stories, poems, music.
Allowing me to put myself in another’s shoes,
Enabling me to imagine the worse possible catastrophic outcome
for any situation I find myself in.
My body doesn’t know
that the stories in my head are not real,
and responds with pleasure, excitement, fear, dread, anxiety,
feeling it all, deeply.
And it takes a strong rational act of will to calm down,
to find a way back into the here and now.
Leaving the world of the imagination is not easy.
A blessing, and a curse.
said the monkey mind
‘that I think too much’.
And he scampers off busily
up thought trees tangled
Narratives twisting towards the light
thrusting up strange blooms,
every shade of the emotional rainbow.
Curious to know more,
the monkey scampers on.
the voice chattering away
in the jungle of my mind.
Does that monkey ever sleep!
Can you find the stillness in movement?
Not by searching, but by the experience
of becoming aware of your body
as you move through this world.
Not by trying, but by doing.
At home within yourself,
not striving, not searching,
not analysing, not judging,
until you sense the stillness within.