On the trail of “that lost thought /idea that could have changed the world”

On the trail of “that lost thought /idea that could have changed the world”

Have you ever experienced this? A sudden idea strikes you.  A thought.  The spark of a brilliant inspiration. It descends on you in the middle of nowhere, when you least expect it when you are simply going about your daily life, unprepared for that great insight, that brainwave to strike you. You want to capture it. On paper. Write it down, before it escapes your memory. Make it your plot. Your story. Your book. Your magnum opus, so to speak. You realise in an instant that this is no passing thought. Not an average, common, garden-variety one. But a great illuminating flash, an epiphany, no less.

And right there, your sleep-laden mind works on that vague idea and converts it into a plot for your story and how beautifully the plot unfolds and flows seamlessly into a captivating story.

Well, it happened with me. Last night, just as I was falling asleep, I had this brilliant flash. A great plot. A sequence. I plotted the entire novel in my sleep and even went as far as the second and third book in the series. All in that half-asleep state.

But amazingly, when I woke up at the break of dawn, much to my dismay, I found that brilliant, inspirational intuition, that great idea had escaped without a trace, along with plot, story, book, series and all. It was as if it was a dream and no such thought had crossed my mind., when in fact, although asleep,  I had spent the better part of the night, building up my idea into story lines, chapters and books.

I even remember screaming “Eureka”, in my sleep, because that’s what you’re supposed to do when you discover something of great significance, that will have a great bearing on this world. Change the world, impact the world, if you will.

But thoughts and ideas are slippery entities. They escape into another world. So, where do all these thoughts go? You can’t expect to retain them unless you capture them on paper. Or if you have a photographic memory, you could capture them on the canvas of your mind.

Maybe, I thought, if I just lay down again and pretended to be asleep, it would return contrite, begging for my forgiveness, for having thus escaped, without notice. So after a long futile chase, on the trail of my lost thought, down memory lane, I decided to rest awhile. Because the law of expectation states that things or people are more likely to appear when you least expect them. I can’t vouch for this, though. So, my plan was to lie in wait, allow the big thought to revisit, not knowing that I am right there lurking in the corner, waiting to pounce upon it and capture it, before it could elude my grasp again.

But try as I might, it was like a mirage, shining at a distance, shimmering, beckoning me, but as I approached it stealthily, it disappeared into oblivion, floating in the sub-conscious,  diving deeper into the mists of my clouded mind, always eluding my grasp.

No gun can capture, no net can ensnare a “thought” that has escaped the mind. It needs to return of its own free will.

So, here am I, still on its trail. Sadly, the world will have  to wait for that magnum opus.

 

Treasures of the mind

 

Misty memories
Of moth eaten moments
Of an enchanted evening
A nostalgic night
In a haze
Floats to mind
A vivid vision
So elusive and ephemeral
Slip out of memory's clasp
Into an illusory world.
Oh! Give me back
Those moth- eaten moments
Those misty memories
Those memorable moments
Those meditative musings.

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Thoughts, images, impressions, musings
 Churning, whirling, spinning, swirling 
In the inner sanctum of the mind 
Dwelling, screening, sheltering, nurturing
Yearning for expression
 Passions, emotions, sentiments, feelings
 Aching, pining, craving, seeking
 On the canvas of the mind 
Sprouting, budding, blooming, blossoming
 Bursting in a riot of expressions. 

 

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Happiness

Happiness

“Learn to let go. That is the key to happiness” : Buddha

Here is my poem.

Let Go

Are sad thoughts stealing your joy?

While others with your feelings toy? 

Is your mind filled with fear?

While you weep silent tears?

 Is there no hope in sight?

Seeming a dark endless night? 

Have others been unfaithful to you?

While you have always remained true? 

Played with your emotions and your feelings?

Or been petty with you in their dealings? 

Did others hurt you beyond endurance?

Or have they slighted you in ignorance? 

Are you disconsolate and also forlorn?

Then surely it’s time for you to move on 

Is discontented restlessness in you brewing?

Happiness, joy, peace and serenity stealing?

 Let go, only then there is peace and healing

Life will have meaning and a true new beginning.

The key to happiness is indeed in learning to let go.

“It isn’t what you have or what you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about” : Dale Carnegie

This is so true. Consider this.You can sit by the lakeside and admire the blue lake, the beautiful reflection of the moon, the sweet scent of blossoms and the beauty that uplifts the soul. or you could think melancholy thoughts, feel a sense of sadness and loss, lament your misfortune, plunge into sad thoughts and feel dark cloud of foreboding looming,a sense of gloom and depression.

Same place. Different thoughts. It’s what our mind dwells on.It’s how we condition our mind to think. In the Diary of Anne Frank, we find she was happy even under terrible circumstances.

Happiness is in our minds. It is our attitude to life and to our circumstances. We can brighten up our day by doing the smallest and simple things in life. A smile brings joy to the giver and the receiver.

Check out my inspiring and helpful book on how to be happy, filled with inspiring quotes and anecdotes. Live a happier life.

How To Be Happy, Healthy & Successful In Life

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01C8BTOGO

BE HAPPY. SPREAD HAPPINESS.

 

 

 

6.        BELOVED POETS

These are a few poets I love and greatly adoreJust a short list, there are so many moreWordsworth writes praising beautiful natureYou can’t find many of Shakespeare’s stature. Tennyson’s thoughts are poetry in motionMilton’s poetry captures our emotions.Sylvia Plath”s confessions are truly heartfeltDickinson’s poignant writes make our heart melt. Ogden Nash is full of pun and humourEzra Pound’s insanity is no rumourShelley’s lyrics have a gentle flowTagore’s song offerings make hearts glow. Pope is popular for epigrams and verse