Our Weird, God-given Minds

One More of Frank Sganga’s Parting Thoughts

Being on a tightrope is living;
everything else is waiting.
Karl Wallenda

Eckhart Toll wrote a hugely popular, best-selling book, The Power of Now, which owes
its success to its being promoted by Oprah Winfrey on her TV show. To my mind,
The Power of the Future is where it’s at because the Future is where Hope resides.
Most of my days are uneventful, and some of them suck. So, it’s being able to look
forward to a better tomorrow that encourages me to accept the humdrum todays as I
wait for something to happen that brightens my life and makes it worth living.

This is one of the reasons I spend so much of my time thinking and writing. Tolle
says “Not being able to stop thinking is a terrible affliction.” Not to my mind.
I enjoy rummaging through my mind; it’s the source of my creativity, and responsible
for my having written 11 books after turning 90. Sure, it sometimes regurgitates
unpleasant memories, but I quickly tell it, “Don’t go there!,” deliberately replacing
the unwanted thoughts with pleasant ones.

During most of my teenage years, our family of nine was on welfare. As the oldest child,
I was obliged to stand in long lines for free food. It embarrassed me so I vowed that I
would do all I could to make as much money as possible when I became an adult. The Now
was tolerated because there was Hope waiting in the wings to ease the pain of poverty.

We all constantly look forward to better tomorrows. Parents want their kids to do better
than they are doing. I Hope at least one of my books becomes a best seller. It may not
happen, but it gives me something to look forward to, like finally honeymooning with
someone you dearly love after tying the knot.

Life consists of innumerable Peaks and Valleys. The pleasures we enjoy when we are at
the top of a mountain observing the glory of our natural surroundings are the moments
that make life worth living. And, when we are down in the valley, we can always look
at the top of the mountain and plan for ways to get there. It’s all in our Minds and
how we get them to view the wonderful, God-given world we live in. I always keep in
mind what English poet John Milton said in Paradise Lost:

“The mind is its own place,
and in itself
can make a heaven of hell,
a hell of heaven.”