For some reason, a walk in the woods clears my head. So, I try to walk each day.
Yesterday, snow was gently falling during my walk and I felt an idea gently fall into reason.
Thoughts come and go. Sometimes, I think the thoughts “are mine.” I think the thoughts are absolutes, true, unchangeable. But, time and experience show me otherwise.
Then it dawned on that some of the absolute aren’t even my own opinion. They are thoughts I picked up from other people or the world’s mass consciousness.
“A mature person is one who does not think only in absolutes, who is able to be objective even when deeply stirred emotionally, who has learned that there is both good and bad in all people and in all things, and who walks humbly and deals charitably with the circumstances of life, knowing that in this world no one is all knowing and therefore all of us need both love and charity.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt, It Seems to Me: Selected Letters