A Meditation on Life: Detachment

Life has taught me again and again…

… that I cannot believe every thought I think.

More accurately, I cannot believe every thought that I think I think.

And the problem goes well beyond merely being mistaken about something. It includes the most humbling realization that there is no thinker… that my thoughts are thinking me rather than the other way around.

So, armed with the awareness of this profound vulnerability, how shall I keep these “thoughts without a thinker” honest?

One answer is to simply observe “my” thoughts as they come and go and wonder why.

Even a modicum meta-cognition… the discipline to think about “my” thoughts… is among the most remarkable and precious, albeit burdensome, accomplishments in the entire universe.

Next Meditation: Personhood

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Frank J Peter View All →

A uniquely burdened and blessed citizen of the world thinking and acting out loud!

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