We have a curious relationship with our thinkers. We celebrate people we think are good thinkers, but we also shun them. We try to fill up our time so that we don’t have time to just think, but then complain that we never have that thinking time. We fear our thoughts and people that spend their time thinking. We fear what we might find behind our eyes and behind the eyes of others.
It’s far too easy to follow these rules, to place ourselves either in the category of the thinkers or the non-thinkers, never to change again. It’s far too easy to think of thinking as something that is privileged and reserved for those that are special, are capable in ways the rest of us aren’t. But we do ourselves and each other a horrible disservice when we limit thinking and the products of thoughts to a favored few instead of everyone possible.
We can all think, if we push ourselves. We can all have insight and depth. But we have to trust our minds and our intellect, something that is hard to do. We have to trust that even if we’re not the best, that doesn’t mean we don’t have something to offer. Only one person can be the best. But many can be meaningful and necessary. We can all have insight, if we trust ourselves and work to become more than we are.
We’re all encouraged to devalue ourselves. It’s safer and easier to devalue ourselves than to work and strive to be better. But we cheat ourselves and the Divine when we say we aren’t smart enough and never take the challenge up. We won’t always be up for the challenge. But when we refuse to engage with it at all, we fail before we even get a chance to try.
What does it mean to think? To be a thinker? Are you one?
How do we cheat the Divine when we refuse to engage in mental challenges?
How do you strive to think more and better yourself? Is it enough?