Another Sunday Rabbit Whole…man did I have a few this week.
Like my mind took a bite of something and started dragging it down….
Stepping back to ponder it all, I’m curious about what place my “mind” has in my reality.
Much of my life unquestioned, my mind accepted as an integral part of “me”. And championed as not only essential, but defining - started the mental games young, winning spelling bees and quiz bowls, always sharpening the quick calculator in hopes I could access the ultimate life hack of happiness.
When, like Eckhart Tolle I realized the “me” that’s me is more than my “mind”, the mad scientist got busy.
I read ridiculous arrays of philosophy, psychology, quantum physics, spirituality, religion, mythology, neurology - gotta stop…just thinking about it makes me nauseous now. And makes me wonder if there is actually any difference in the “-ologies”.
Yes, I actually studied the study of study.
You can say at times I’m a little intense. Maybe alot of times.