Do MY Thoughts Matter?

If I spend a lot of time on building my Spirituality, does it matter?  I think it does matter.  Why does it matter?  Descartes says, "I think therefore I am."  I can get lost in thought.  And my wife knows I can.  I can be thinking about anything from the sublime to the ridiculous.  Maybe more it might be the latter than the former.  But I can have conversations in my head as I ponder my life.

I don't know what to say I have not said, but I'm kind of a thinker, especially with a pipe in my mouth.  But more often than not, it's about God and Angels, which should be to no one's surprise.  And maybe my thoughts are the same, but it all depends on what is going on in the lives of others on any given day.  My son in Ohio lost one of his cats.  So, I asked my Angels to help him find his cat.  He found it night before last.  

But is that sublime or ridiculousness?  Well, maybe for my son it's in the realm of the sublime.  I thought it important enough to ask my Angels to help him find his cat.  I can't be there to help him look, so the best I could do was to ask my Angels for help.  But does a cat matter?  To my son it does matter.  And it mattered to me.  Maybe not so much so, if it weren't my son's cat.  So, it mattered.

But what of the safety of family members?  Sure it matters.  I often wish I had the gift of healing, but obviously I don't.  I'm not sure my Angels gave me any gift at all, but I have beat death twice, so maybe that is a gift, but I needed help from surgeons to make sure I survived.  But what about the next time?  I could say that I don't know, but saying much more would just be wrong.  

So, I could say that I just don't know.  But I believe my thoughts offer protection for others.  And I fear saying much than this.  I just believe in the power of thought and I can be absorbed in thought.  But only because I believe in the power of thought.  It's more than thinking as proof I exist.  But more about why I exist.  If life has no meaning then I lose the will to live.  And as long as I have that will, my life has meaning and purpose.

I live because I possess a certain power of thought.  As long as I believe I do I'll never lose the will to live.  In that sense, maybe I have conquered death, but only in that sense.  I might not have the same will in my eighties or nineties, but who is to say I won't.  So, I live only from day to day.  Will I be just as strong willed tomorrow or next week?  I can only hope so.  It's all any of us can do. 

I exist for the power of my thoughts and my will to live is found in my purpose for living.  So, yes, my thoughts matter.  But maybe only to myself, but if I believe in the power outside myself there is nothing I can't do.  I'm never bored with life nor do I ever feel alone or lonely.  I could be lying about it all and just have wishful thinking.  Maybe, but even that doesn't lessen the power of my thinking.  So, this is where I am this morning as I smoke my Rosedale pipe with some Old Professor and drink my morning coffee, which is Tropical Bahia Brazilia.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave  

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