Apparently we are much happier at times when are mind is not wandering. It's not that an unhappy mind wanders; it's that a wandering mind brings on unhappiness.
I went out this afternoon - an unseasonably warm, sunny afternoon - and spent time playing footsie with Bridget, scratching Chloe and talking to George. Just enjoying the day in an aimless, tra-la-la kind of way. But after I'd left, I realized that the whole time I was there, I was really there - my mind had not been working on solving any great problems or observing any important phenomena, but it had been present, with the horses - not scurrying off into the back room to pore over dusty thoughts in the dark, leaving the real world behind.
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| Dozing. I think Bridget may have reached 14:2 hh |
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| Chloe is shaggy. |
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| I think these are probably the cutest ears in the world. |
Gorgeous ears. Don't you find that the horses know when we are present in our mind?
ReplyDeleteYes, and I was present the more so because I only went out to check on Rose's eye and didn't intend to stay - but the horses lured me into staying - I had no agenda of my own.
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