Steering The Inner Voice To Positivity

Most conversations I have throughout the day are with myself. Odd sounding, yes, but true. Compared to the words I exchange with others, the ones I rack up within the walls of my head could crank out novels each day. They wouldn’t be very good of course, but the volume is significant.
Most often, the conversation seems to rise to the surface like a forgotten bubble dislodged somewhere at the bottom of an ocean. It shoots up to the surface and bursts in a flash of thought. It seems to be a recurring and automated process.
These thoughts vary in content and source. Some are garbage and completely useless to the individual. Some are constructive. These may be related to the epiphanies we receive while showering, trying to go to sleep, running, etc. Others, and for me too frequent, are negative. They vary of course in severity, but skew unhelpful. Some can be dark, bleak or demoralizing. Others may just unnerve you enough to start your morning wrong.
We know we have this ocean of thought that is constantly teeming with activity. It seems like a naturally automated process that the thinker can meddle with sparingly if at all. Perhaps it’s not completely controllable, but observing these bubbles before they reach the surface can help us steer them to benefit us or pop them before they cause harm.
I can get obsessed with a fake, self-indulged reality in my head completely constructed from intangible thought. Where one bubble comes up, I add in hundreds more because I failed to observe the origin and allowed negativity to multiply. If I simply think of how none of it is real at the moment of thought, the chain breaks and the thought creep ends.
Most of the time, the events I’m playing in my head don’t exist or are not known to exist. Example: say I feel transgressed. Someone has rubbed me the wrong way and now I’m lingering on it rather than spend my thought time in better use. I begin to create a backstory, a reason, a dialogue all in effort to supplement the narrative of resentment in my head. Resentment is like sugar. It’s craved but terrible for the self. Potentially there’s a healthy ratio. I begin boiling the thought ocean so that more and more thoughts jut to the surface.
This thought pattern provides nothing if at all to me. It taints my mood and darkens my outlook. It’s worst when it’s in the beginning of the day when I have a clean slate ahead to fill with positivity. I’m destined to die one day. Why do I want to let such thoughts cloud my precious time? I don’t. I imagine you wouldn’t either.
How does one avoid these thoughts? I think it’s impossible. They will always arise. Just like trapped air will always find its way up through the depths, your thoughts will become present without your permission. What you and I can do right now is see when those thoughts come up and say to ourselves they’re not real. It’s like being in a nightmare. The experience may feel real, but is not. Awake and you’ll find yourself in the comfort of your bed. We must realize what the now is at that moment. We mustn’t succumb to the selfish greed of negative thoughts that want so dearly someone to amuse them. Think if the thought serves you. Does it? Will it brighten your day? Wonderful, let that itty bitty bubble populate and grow and carry you to happiness no matter how brief. Does it not? Pop it before it even reaches the surface.
You deserve it.
If you’re this far, thank you very much for your time. I hope you gained something from the text. I don’t claim to be a grammar expert, so if you see errors in my text, any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I hope you have a wonderful day.
AM
