The repeating patterns of thought, the ones that we have had thousands of times before, are there all the time in the background.
They are so normal that we do not notice them. It is like static or white noise, playing 24/7.
These thoughts are not constructive, positive or new.
To find them we need to bring awareness and consciousness to ourselves. It is a bit like shining a light into a dark cave, these thoughts hide deep in the cave, deep in our unconsciousness.
If we remain in the moment, present, conscious, and awake, then the light shines on them, once we see them we can then choose to change them, to stop them. Once the light is shined on them they can not survive.
Consciousness is achieved when we allow our thoughts to be, simply witnessing them and not responding so as to not energise them. If we focus on the beauty around us, the noise, the light, the smells, the sounds, our own breathing and inner energy, then we can take that light into the cave and find those deep unconscious thoughts.
Today I had to stop the car to avoid hitting a man standing, not quite in the middle, but in the road updating something on his ‘smartphone’. If I hadn’t have stopped he would have been completely unaware until he woke up in hospital that he’d been run over.
Maybe it was an email that was so important he’d take the risk of being run over, or perhaps he was posting a selfie, updating Facebook, sending a tweet, checking the weather, seeing what had happened in the news ‘man gets run over checking phone, LOL’ or finishing a level of Candy Crush.
Whatever it was, he was potentially risking injury and was completely unaware of his environment. Maybe he spends all his day like that, all his week, the month, perhaps a lifetime in his subconscious. He wouldn’t be alone.
When is he awake? This could be any of us. What do we risk to be unaware and throw away our real lives that is the conscious present moment?
How many people, events, happenings, beautiful moments and so on do we miss in our subconscious state? How many relationships are ruined? Friendships lost? And what do we gain from this dreamlike state?
Is life worth missing for a Snapchat streak?