There are always going to be days where everything just seems to make sense. Maybe it’s not even so much days (a lot can change in 24 hours), but at the very least there are moments.

Moments where the whole world is completely clear. Your past, present and future seem to align in this wonderful cosmic balance and everything is right.

Unfortunately such days, or moments, tend to be rather few and far between.

The rest of us who aren’t experiencing such a wonderful period of time are the ones that are left with the doubt and stress and disappointments of everything that jumbles together to create our lives.

(As a brief warning, I had no idea where I was going with this when I started writing, and I still don’t. So it might end up being a little bit long winded as I work it all out.)

I’m not sure when I last felt such a moment of peace and clarity, I know I’ve had them, but the exact time of the last one is definitely eluding me at the moment. At least in part, I’m certain that it is my fault. There is the inability to just let go of the worries of the world. To focus so much on perfecting the moment that you miss all the potential that it really has. Makes me wonder how many of those moments I could have had if I’d simply let myself.

Truly, I think we as a race tend to ruin most of the good moments just by over-thinking them. What could have been wonderful and perfect is tarnished by brains that cannot just accept it.

Oh sure, the ability to think and analyze and determine is all fine and dandy, up until the moment that all that analyzing gets in the way of wonder. That’s when you really have a problem. If you’ve gone past the point of being able to look up into the night sky and be amazed. Or listen to a singer with the most incredible voice and suddenly find you have goosebumps running up your arm. – If you can’t appreciate such things because you’re too caught up in your own brain – maybe that simply means it is time to leave the brain behind.

Brains are great, don’t get me wrong. But every once in a while, I think we all need to put toss our brains into a lovely little jar and then hide said jar on a very high shelf. Normally you’ll find that without the brain, the heart will take over. (Something has to!) and after the heart has been in control for a little while the disaster that has become of your psyche (is that the right word? .. I’m looking for the one that sounds like Sa-iee-key) will balance out a bit. At which point you’re more than welcome to pop the brain back in.

After all, it does come in handy once in a while – like when it tells you not to buy the watch from the suspicious looking fellow in a trench-coat on the rather seedy street corner. In such cases, you should probably listen.

… As you can see, I’m not currently having one of those “oh just look at the clarity” moments. I think I’ve made my point, though I would be delighted if someone could enlighten me and tell my poor overworked brain what it is… If only I could remember what shelf I put it on…