If I am not thinking about how I am doing, I’m doing well.
The man who sits still stands out.
To slow your thoughts, watch your thoughts. Just notice them. Don’t judge, analyze or otherwise engage with them. You have opened the door to an unsupervised classroom full of nine-year-old boys. Watch them.
The father watches his son play with his toys. His attention goes to the boy, not the toys. In like manner, we watch the mind, aware of but indifferent to its laddish fascinations.
Pain can be joy for this reason: It takes attention from the mind and directs it straight into the body. Attention to the body thrills the body. There is no right time or wrong time for this to happen. Sometimes, just before death, the thrill-of-it-all will take us out of our bed, walk us over to the table and say, “What’s for supper?”