What purpose does a thought serve?
They seem sometimes merely to generate new thoughts, which in turn father more and yet more.
They seem to occupy us. Keep us busy. Deflect us from our experience in the moment.
They seem to be our ticket to our claim of species superiority. World domination. Although recent world events and the erosion of the planet’s resources might argue otherwise.
They seem to be the root of judgement. Judgement of others. Judgement of ourselves.
They seem to be the foundation of our communication. The exchange of ideas and knowledge with fellow thinkers. Yet two things seem to be true here; firstly, whilst we exchange thoughts we are often distracted from, and dismissive of, our own feelings. The thoughts, and their exchange with other thoughts from other thinkers, perhaps a distraction from an unspoken truth about how we feel. Secondly, our thinking stops us listening. We are so busy marshalling our own thoughts we don’t really hear the thoughts of those we are supposedly communicating with.
Yet, thoughts seem to be the catalyst for our learning. Generating new awareness, new understanding, new skills.
So I wonder… is the value of a thought always clear?
Is the value worth the cost?
It seems to me… sometimes, but equally sometimes not.
image by: Lisette Wennström