A Million Little Pieces

I tend to glean tidbits of information about life through novels, and the novel A Million Little Pieces is no exception.

Specifically, there is a point in the novel where the main character has a moment of intense reflection and solitude. Now, the important thing to note is that this momemt of reflection & solitude is unlike anything I am used to. These moments, for me at least, involve a lot of thinking; my mind moving a mile a minute, processing whatever is being thrown my way. His moments consisted of ridding himself of all worry, thought, and desire, and just being still, mindless sitting. I envy him.

I think reflection is important, it allows us to evaluate where we were, and what needs to change moving forward. Reflection shows us what's working, and what's not working. But the moment I read the character's act of emptying out his mind, I yearned for a similar experience. I can't describe why it's so inticing. I think it's the fact that I am constantly bombarded by the worries of the day, and the things of life, that not thinking about anything offers a sense of peace and escape.

Unfortunately, it is impossible, in my opinion, to completely rid yourself of all your thoughts, but I have come to discover that it is important to try. So, moving forward, I am going to try and find some time to reflect in solitude once in a while. We will see how it goes.