Long Lost Thoughts

Brains tend to think.

There so many thoughts that run through a person's head daily! Do you realize how much you think in the process of a moment?

The complexity of a mind isn't something I ever want to attempt to understand fully. As I simply try to leave out my own finiteness of comprehending the brain - a migraine is breeding!

Lately, my thoughts have been exploring the vastness of their own design. Particularly, the species of creative thoughts.

[something else to ponder: are all thoughts creative?]

Creative thoughts urge on dreams.

Some creative thoughts are very realistic. They tend to be great camping sites. They add to the list of things to do in a day. Realistic thoughts are inventors of new industries. They cultivate something to chase after and design desire within a soul. They ultimately have potential; realistic thoughts grow and age as time invests in them. About 97% of the time (from my own estimation of course!) these ideas take some sort of action.

Some creative thoughts are not so realistic. These tend to be the dreams that are in and out - like fast food. Quick, simple and little investment or sacrifice of time made. I'd say these thoughts don't follow with an action 99.47% of the time. Yet, like fast food (healthy or not) they add weight to the movement of thoughts.

I've taken a yonder to pondering that these unrealistic thoughts or young ideas are still creative, and thus should go somewhere.

I'd like to think that these thoughts are the things that link the good camping sites together. In order to GET TO someplace....you have to GET first. You must journey through a trail that connects by being in-between start and destination.

I wouldn't call young ideas "connecting thoughts", but rather bumps, roots, pebbles, shrubs, leaves, mushrooms, the occasional deer, moose, etc. These thoughts are not required, nor are they the same among every trail...but they do tend to naturally occur along the way. A moose would probably be remembered, but the number of rocks, dirt and twigs seen, would most likely not be treasured in one's heart.

With the value of these young ideas, I feel like once they are done being a focus in one's mind....they become like the long lost boys from Peter Pan. They never grow old, but are far off in Neverland. I'd like to think they are participating in some sort of adventure.

Maybe they should be called long lost thoughts? [Haha, I'm sure there are researchers out in the world who actually name these types of thoughts....but I like my made up ones].

There are many that I do not remember quite well....but the other day I was thinking of how silly some seem now. When I was a kid, I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up...but occasionally, I had a few long lost thoughts concerning my future...and, I kind of wanted to become a nun, or an astronaut [haha, I know].

Long lost thoughts are fun fun....and give contribution of our wonderful noggins.

Imagination

Here is great marvel to behold. Probably a favorite landmark of mine. It is found from within. Oh here holds destinies and here is where undiscovered memories are created.

This is the spot where a ship's captain calls sails to be open wide. Here is the place for the watchmen to gaze upon the water's surface for any curious sea creatures wanting a royal ship for a snack.

Here is where the captain is actually a woman searching the earth for her lost lover. No one is deceived, for she plays the role of a seaman well. Her hair kept brief, and cheeks left bare.

She inherited her sea legs from a long line of fishermen. Once, long ago, she used to twirl in skirts and slippers, but now she marches in heavy boots.

Even though she isn't clothed in powder, her beauty hasn't faded. Her face is enhanced by dirt and salt. She appears to have grown hard, and frightening....but her heart remains tender these long aching years of tracking down her lover.

At this same place, her lover is on distant shore taking down dragons. His crew was shipwrecked long ago. He has forgotten the day, along with the taste of wine...yet, remembers his fair one. She remains to be the forefront of his thoughts.

This is the place where nothing separates true love. Right here in my very own imagination.

November's Reflection

Life is certainly not void of change! Funny how with every new week there is something new to wrap my brain around; time is faithful to provide refreshing feelings through my nerves.

When I was breathing in the moment of last week, it was present for me. Right now I am breathing in the present, yet also realizing that the presence of now takes space of something that will at some point be the future's memory.

SO today....I am intentionally capturing a moment of time to gather the highlights of last month!

* Thanksgiving was loads of joy! Ate the BEST chocolate cream pie I've ever tasted...along with the most delicious cranberry sauce! Made some sweet memories in the kitchen, and new friends that have become family!

* I had my first cup of COCONUT TEA! Why have my taste buds gone so long without it??

* Within school, I am taking a year long class once a week on children's ministry. Each week blows my mind away! Truly enjoying it!

* Every Saturday I to a Community Feast - where groups of people to out to different spots around town feeding a lunch to specific neighborhoods. I am so honored to build relationships with the people living in this town! So many unique hearts! I cherish each one!

* I have been learning how to have fun! Lately, when something new or silly arises, I tell myself "Don't worry about being good at it...just do it anyway, and have fun!" Doing something fun, doesn't always mean its doing something you've done over and over again....then again, fun can also be found in redundancy. Fun isn't mastered, it's enjoyed.

* There is a great deal of importance in being intentional. Everything has purpose! Applying effort into things (even this blog) is HUGE. Keeping Good Habits molds my lifestyle - - my lifestyle makes a dent in history! And history of course, changes the world. Something remarkable happens when we grab ownership of weighty forcible power. I take charge of the responsibility of loving myself well - keeping up with laundry, cleaning, eating, sleeping, talking to myself, pampering, being fun, and having quality connection with people.


And with that I wrap up November...and am overjoyed for what's in store for the end of this year!!