What do you do when you have a blue day? A day when the sun does not shine as brightly as normally. A day when nobody smiles at you. A day when you wonder why you even bothered getting up. A day when the black dog of depression keeps popping up in the most unexpected places. A day when fears beset you for no good reason.
I have those days when I cannot get certain thoughts out of my head. I cannot try and ignore these thoughts. They seem more powerful than my wish for them to go away. I try to draw on my considerable knowledge on these matters. Of course, I have the answer. Just get over it! Hm.... that does not help. What else can I do? Read an uplifting spiritual book. Well....I still have these thoughts.
I know! I talk to someone who really does listen. Stop here! It is no good burdening my dear wife with such mundane matters. She tends to get upset, because she knows that I am not well on that day. It would not be fair on her. I think that I shall indulge in one of my hobbies. Yes, I shall make all my chess moves on Internet and really give a lot of thought to every move that I make. It helps, but after the last move, those thoughts return.
Why can I not stop these wicked thoughts? I am so good in telling others how to minimise the impact of negative thoughts, why can I not apply the same to myself. Sounds familiar?
Now it is evening. I am watching a movie and get engrossed in it. Lovely! For the best part of two hours, I did not have a single debilitating thought. Ah well, it is time to put on my intellectual hat and tell myself: "My thoughts are only bits of energy, electro-chemical in nature and have no bearing to reality around me." Why did I not think of this before? And....so ends another blue day.
Tomorrow I shall wake up and feel great. I just know that. The flowers will smell nice, the nature around me will be beautiful. People will smile at me and I shall experience deep peace. I shall walk into the forest opposite our home and smell the eucalyptus that hangs heavily in the air. The birds will be singing as always and the Brumbuks (aboriginal for sulphur crested cockatoos) will start the day as always with a lot of racket and noise. Yes, I am now looking forward to tomorrow for the beauty and peace it will bring me. Of course, I now remember that life is neither good or bad. I am life and life just is!
Tags: Blue
