I was thinking about the past. I was thinking about the bad things that happened there. I was brooding and mooding downwards. I was darkening and …
Then I thought of the nature of the mind and about a can of worms – as you do.
Babies pick up all sorts of things and put them in their mouth. Some of those things are dirty and nasty. And yet when you take those things from a baby, they tend to get upset and they cry. Give them something fascinating (and clean) instead and they may fall so in love with the new object that they won’t notice you quietly flushing their old-flame down the toilet and washing your hands. Twice.
Pour a glass of water into an empty Olympic size swimming pool, add a small sachet of red dye and you will get a small area of bright red water. Pour another glass of water into the red area and you will get pinkish water. Keep adding glasses of water until the pool is full (yeah, okay – you can use a hosepipe) and you will find that when you have finished, you cannot detect any trace of redness in the water at all. Magic!
And finally – the cans of worms.
I was thinking that things that happened in the past – bad things, are like a can of worms that has been opened in the mind. I was pondering about how it is very difficult to close a can of worms once it has been opened. Then I was musing on the impossibility of chasing down all those worms once they have escaped. Thinking about that can, and about those worms, seems to make them multiply and wriggle ever faster.
Then I though of this: how about if we just open other cans instead. How about if we just focus all our attention on opening cans of … oh, I don’t know … love, happiness, sweetness, joy, kindness, appreciation, bliss? If we were to do that – what would happen?
Okay, I’m trying it out now … Ah, look at all that colour and light! Wow!!