Sometimes I have an over active mind. It’s true. From time to time it can get the best of me. For the last couple of weeks my mind has been doing just that. It’s been hard at work driving me insane. It create scenerios, envisions outcomes, has conversations–with itself! They go like this, “first I say…, then he says…, then I say….” The subject of these conversations are positive, so at least I’m not creating arguments, but still they are maddening! I mean they are not even happening! Do you know how frusterating it can be to have conversation after conversation with your own mind? If you’re human– I bet you do.
So how do you handle this very human tendency? Well I must say the answer I discovered this week startled even me. I am used to my mind, I am aware of how it can sometimes get in ruts and think endlessly about things that are totally not helpful for it to think about it. Initially when I noticed this thinking rut I was in, my tactic was to just let my mind do it’s job of making up stories, without getting upset about it. Then came a certain point where I actually got tired of the subject- and still my mind kept going. So when I could see that these make believe conversations were driving me to the point of nausea- I started pulling out my usual box of “tools.”
I would methodically switch to repeating a mantra in my mind when I found myself thinking about the subject. I would breathe deeply and look around me- trying to bring myself back to the present moment and out of my mind. I went on walks. Man I went on walks! I tried to get as grounded in the present as I possibly could. Sure these things worked– for a while. But not with any longevity. I dug through my box of books for a title that had helped me in the past: Mystery of the Mind by Swami Muktananda. I lay on my bed reading it. It helped. Some. But still my mind had things to say. It couldn’t let go of the subject, it wouldn’t let go of the subject.
It was two days ago when I finally realized what was going on. Actually, it wasn’t my mind that was trying to communicate with me, it was my heart. ”I’m lonely,” I finally heard it say. Here I was getting all bent out of shape because of my mind’s rampant imagination when all it was trying to do was communicate the notions of my heart. My heart needed to be heard.
Let me tell you, the silence that enveloped me after my heart spoke was immense. For the first time in I don’t know how long my mind was quiet. It was pure and blissful silence. It felt like poetry it was so beautiful. It was as though my mind had finally just shut off. If it had had a thought it probably would have been something like, “Finally she gets the message!” said in an exasperated and relieved tone.
This experience rocked my world– in many ways. First because I realized that it wasn’t even the actual loneliness that was eating me up, it was the being totally unaware of what was in my heart that was causing me pain. But mostly because I realized that my mind IS completely aware of its job to serve my heart. For so long I thought this was something I needed to train my brain to understand.
After this experience I realized how naturally, without any outside prompting, the whole amazing mechanism of my human body including my complex and intricate mind, intrinsically understands its focus on my heart. In so many subtle and profound ways it is this ever-beating organ that both keeps me alive, and makes my life worth living. It points me to what is important in life– people, connection, friends, and makes me able to have those interactions.
So the next time I find myself in a thinking rut, the first thing I’m going to do is to ask myself instead not how can I change this line of thinking, but, “Heart what would you like to say?” Then I can move directly on to the real business of my life: serving my heart.
Aimée Cartier is an intuitive, writer, and the founder and director of Spreading Blessings Media. To find out more about her work or sign up for her regular newsletters and blessings click here.