Because we human beings like to make meaning, we can link unrelated causes and effects.
I’ve heard many people express a belief that their feeling too good causes something bad to happen. Personally, I have a superstitious belief that if I put myself out there in a new and brave way, disaster will ensue.
Rationally, I know that’s ridiculous. But wait, there’s more! Lately I’ve been moving full steam ahead creating more music and trying to promote it. And if you read this daily blog, did you notice I landed in the Emergency Room this weekend with double vision that some people thought might be another mini-stroke?
Here and now, I’m trying to make sense of things, including:
Why my INR level dipped dangerously low yesterday,
Why I thought to check my INR earlier than usual (thank goodness),
How it was so difficult to get the shots I needed to protect myself from having such a low INR from my local pharmacy,
Why I’m doing a better job administering those shots than some trained professionals did last week at a Georgia hospital when my INR was also dangerously low,
Why some people that I reach out to take so long getting back to me,
Why the repair of our upstairs bathroom is taking so long,
Why some days have so many National Day observances and other have so few,
Why so many people in the USA don’t exercise their right to vote,
Why so many people get fooled by toxic narcissists, and
How I continue to remain sane through all of this.
Yesterday, my dear friend Carol and I discussed how trying to make sense of things can lead to magical thinking.
For example, I’ve been trying to make sense of the unexpected and scary medical things I’ve been dealing with lately by magically thinking they might be the the result of:
my unexpectedly being reassured by a new cardiologist this month that my very unusual heart was serving me very well and should keep me alive for many years to come,
my not observing the Jewish High Holidays,
my boldly and confidently sharing my original song “Everybody‘s Somebody’s Asshole” with total strangers in Georgia and getting a delighted reaction, and
being “too” confident in general.
I’m wondering how you are trying to make sense of things (including this blog post) right now.
Please join me in trying to make sense of my images for today.
Thanks to the National Days website, now I’m making sense of National Seat Check Saturday.
Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “trying to make sense of things.”
Gratitude always helps me make sense of things, so thanks to those who visit this daily blog, including YOU!
… is a fundamental dimension of a child’s thinking.
… involves several elements, including a belief in the interconnectedness of all things through forces and powers that transcend both physical and spiritual connections.
Here‘s what psychologytoday.com says about Magical Thinking:
Think you don’t believe in magic? Think again. Our brains are designed to pick up on patterns: Making connections helped our ancestors survive. You’re not crazy if you’re fond of jinxes, lucky charms, premonitions, wish fulfillment, or karma. You’re just human.
I’ve got some recent examples of magical thinking by
, in The Years(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally:
I wrote, two days ago, that I was not afraid of Ebola. Poof! The same day, the media reported a possible case of Ebola in Boston (where I live and work), too close for comfort.
I bought a portable drive to relieve storage problems (mostly for photos I’ve taken for this blog). Poof! Installing the drive took up too much space and screwed up several things on my laptop. The magical thinking here: Whenever I try to make things better, I actually make things worse. (By the way, that drive has gone Poof! back to the store.)
Because I wish to be Freshly Pressed here on WordPress, (Poof!) I won’t be.
Because it’s getting darker and colder in these parts, I’ve been thinking: WHAT AWFUL THING IS GOING TO HAPPEN?!?!
Magical Thinking was a lively topic of discussion, over breakfast yesterday, for me and my friend Deb (who has made previous magical appearances in this blog, including here and here).
In that second photo, Deb is telling me how she magically created a wine bottle in one of her glass-blowing classes!
When there were several problems with the service and the food at that restaurant yesterday, I had this passing thought, which I shared with Deb:
As you’re making your own magical connections, here are more photos I took, yesterday, with “magical thinking” dancing in my head:
Do you have any magical thinking about what magical, musical number might appear — Poof! — in this post, right now ?
After several moments of magical thinking, I made up my mind to show you that YouTube video of The Lovin’ Spoonful performing “Do You Believe in Magic?” on Shindig!in 1965.
Did you have any wishes that a different song about magic might have appeared here, instead?
Before I — poof! — magically transport myself back to work, I wish to share a dream I had last night.
I dreamed that, in various ways, my health kept deteriorating, until I was bedridden. Thank goodness, I do NOT consider myself psychic. When I have a dream, I don’t think, “That is now going to come true.”
I am thinking, though, why that dream might have magically appeared. I’m reading this extremely compelling, well-written, heart-rending, thoughtful, soulful, and otherwise admirable memoir by a fellow WordPress blogger, Charles Gulotta:
I think The Long Hall is magic, in this sense of that word:
special power, influence, or skill
Many thanks to Charles, to Deb, to winged fairies and black cats, to The Lovin’ Spoonful, and — of course! — to all you magical thinkers out there.
