Incessant chattering in the head, words, ideas, scenarios all running wild. You try to hold on to the thoughts, bring them back to present, but they are strong and fast and soon overpower the tiny sensible voice in your head to come back to present. Our minds are where we live. We are what our thoughts are.They define us.I have learnt to let the vagrant thoughts have their way; it is too tiring to try and control them. I have tried to capture the flighty words and make some sense of them, albeit not quiet successfully. The clutter can be overwhelming.Our truth is what we believe. We believe at many times what is convenient for us at the moment. Truth can be uncomfortable and not everyone has the courage to face it. Our version of truth is what we make it out to be.Our beliefs, our lives, are all based on experience, our ability to see the world and how open our minds and hearts are.Honesty is not about telling the absolute truth, it is about acknowledging what we perceive to be true. It is about presenting the facts as they are, without purposeful tampering, without twisting it. Honesty is looking into the mirror and seeing the reflection - flaws and all - seeing things for how they are to the best of our ability.I find myself leaning more towards maintaining peace and equanimity than wasting my energy in unravelling the truth.Some mysteries are meant to be unsolved, some issues unresolved.Some lies are best ignored, some deceptions better forgiven. When there is no absolute truth, how can there be absolute right or wrong? Acceptance of our limitations are what sets us free. I am learning that not everyone sees the world the way I do and that is okay.We use rose coloured glasses to see the world, filter the harshness to keep the heart soft and kind.
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