Thoughts are the most personal experiences in life, they’re closer to us than the skin on our physical body and we’re more intimate with them than all the feelings of our emotional body. We’ve fallen in love with our own thoughts in the same way that the Greek youth Narcissus fell in love with his own image that was reflected in the water on a pond. And while he drowns himself in the water that reflected his own image, we submerged ourselves in our thoughts which caused us to lose the true meaning of our lives. For many of us, our thoughts are the true love of our lives, we’re so infatuated with our own thoughts that we’ve painted every person, place, thing, and experience with them. By doing this we’ve created this mirror effect, in which the thoughts we’ve projected on the world have become a mirror that reflects them back to us. And although our thoughts are mentally real, this doesn’t mean that their realness extends beyond the boundary of our minds; sometimes the reality of our mental experiences (thoughts) doesn’t match up with the reality of the outer world. Sometimes we project thoughts of love to those who have never shown us any loving act, at times we project thoughts of hate on those who have done us no wrong and there are times when we project thoughts of sadness on experiences that are full of joy. Our thoughts are not sworn truth-tellers, they often misrepresent our experiences in life, making our experiences appear to be what they are not.
Thoughts are personal, but life is impersonal; when the personal tries to define the impersonal, it tends to falsify it. Thoughts are mental prisms that oftentimes distort our view of what we’re experiencing; this prismatic nature of thought at times caused us to turn a beautiful experience in life into an ugly make-believe reality. Life presents us with its experiences but it’s how we think of these experiences that affect us, not the experiences themselves. Our thoughts are steerer of our experiences in life, they decide to which emotional lane our experiences belong; whether they belong in the emotional lane of joy, fear or sadness is left up to our thoughts to steer them there. For example, when someone hurls an insult at us, the insult itself doesn’t have the power to affect us; it’s how we think about the insult that really has the power to affect us. We’re mental consumers of life’s events, but far too often we’ve allowed these events to consume us; draining our joy, stymieing of emotional drive, and distracting us from our purpose in life. Although we don’t have the luxury to watch our thoughts from a distance, we do have the luxury to watch them in silence; and it’s in this silent watching that we can best observe the false logic and defects of our thoughts that are draining our joy.