Do you ever get puzzled (or exhausted) by your own thoughts, or are you one of the lucky one's that just let 'em float by like clouds. Oh that makes me chuckle-snort (i.e. when I hear a guided meditation guru say something along the lines of 'just think of those random thoughts as clouds passing by' and I'm thinking 'shoot man 25,000 of my thoughts just shot by while you were slowly breathing that sentence....') so I'm gonna run with the automatic weapon image, and see if I can get some sort of bullet proof bunker to hide in for a sec so I can imagine a nice fluffy cloud...
Believe me I am not dissing the mindfulness industry... I want nirvana too. I'm a regular customer of Thich Nhat and Pema. I adore Pema and her honest to the core statements about her own messy meditation practice. Pema has given me hope to keep believing I may one day get the speed of the thoughts down to Formula 1 (as opposed to bullet speed).
I have vivid memories of doing 'narrative therapy' with clients over a packet of cigarettes and a lighter (not mine - the clients, not that I don't have my own addiction issues...) my early experiences of "externalising conversations", where I used their objects as a way to get the crap out on the table, as it were. It was mind blowing stuff on the back deck of a youth refuge, while the manager was inside trying to talk another resident down from beating the crap out of the newest arrival, who just accidentally insulted another residents mother.
Now if this is all way too cryptic for you, let me have a go at writing in English. What I'm talking about here is the stuff that goes on in your mind between you and you (I call them Director A and B – and the Executive Director, that's a whole other story). It's Pema and Tich Nhat's fault, they kept asking me to 'notice'!!