The title up there is a quote by Mark Twain - free PDF at the bottom
The Pleasantly Plump Lady And The See-Saw:
Want to get rid of ridiculously painful obsessions with an elaborately whimsical plan that involves that illustrious accessory we humans come with ... the Imagination?
Or your blood pressure gets out of whack because you're rehearsing a squabble in your head with THAT- THAT person?.
So take a thought that bugs or terrorizes you. If you don’t have one right now, apply this at the appropriate occasion, (Thanksgiving with the family?)
First, make friends with the thought by neutralizing it. We’re human and we sometimes get caught up in treacherous mind storms, replaying things over in our minds, and then coming down on ourselves for what we think we ought to have said, or we blame, resent , or engage in other garden variety self-flagellation at it’s very best. Acknowledge that you are human and know that as a human, self-torment is kinda normal.
Welcome to the species. Now that you're aware of it, try something creative instead.
Next, imagine that you could put the thought in a little tiny box with shiny silver wrapping paper, (perhaps with a hologramatic sheen), tie a multicolor ribbon around it (I prefer satin). Attach a little card that says, “Okay then, bye, bye. “
Place the little gift box with the treacherous, (now neutralized), thought on the down end of a seesaw (Remember those? Popular before injury lawsuits applied to playground equipment) … and stand back.
Look up, out of the white fluffy cloud-shaped clouds is a pleasantly rotund woman wearing a tutu, holding an umbrella, laughing wildly and I mean raucously guffawing and falling at just the right speed down to the upside of that seesaw.
Boing!!!
The little gift box with the treacherous, (now neutralized) thought goes flying through the air to the nearest ocean which is conveniently located within your sight (because in the creative process things are NOT linear, they are free to be where we need them).
The gift is flying through the air, (as I said earlier but I have a short attention span so am repeating it again just in case you do too) and some sea gulls are batting it back and forth until they get bored with the little gift box with the treacherous.. (you know) and it falls into the ocean where dolphins nab it and tag team it around in circles for awhile before they TOO get bored with the little gift box with the now, rather pureed thought and it falls to the bottom of the ocean and is eaten by a large sea turtle named Cecil because this happens to be on his diet this week.
(Sea turtles have a very hardy composition and annoying thoughts are filled with calcium which a growing turtle needs for good shell maintenance), and because it IS in fact delicious. Cecil breaks out in a huge smile so wide that his eyes narrow into two little happy slits.
By this time the thought, because of this elaborately absurd (and yet delightfully entertaining- at least to the author) story, has completely lost all of its negative charge. If it hasn’t and it comes back, I just think of Cecil’s happy eyes.
And that’s how the imagination acts as something that can salve (“save” with an added “l” for love) the highly sensitive creative person's obsessive thinking.
Other short cuts:
- Brush the thought off as if it is lint.
- Swat it like it’s a mosquito.
- Replace the thought with an image of you flying over a field of radically majestic beauty.
- Do a yoga balancing pose like Tree. (Yoga muses wipe self-torment clean with a spiritual cleaning fluid you won't find in any store).
- Imagine the thought in a cartoon bubble over your head, a seagull comes by and eats it, and then watch as the seagull flies over the ocean and poops it out).
- Give your cat a bath.
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(c) 2011 Jill Badonsky www.themuseisin.com


This is something that is hard to explain to the un-sensitive. I am the creative partner, I gave up trying to explain or interpret things to my husband. As much as he gave up, trying to tell me how great that old western was...LOL
Posted by: Marguerite Meare | 10/27/2011 at 03:06 PM
IF I was a sensible person I would have gone to bed by now, luckily I am not and came downstairs especially, I now know, to read about the plump lady and the seesaw (and Cecil of course). Now I really am going to bed with a big smile on my unsensible sensitive face.
Muchas
love Jane
Posted by: jane lutkin | 10/27/2011 at 04:05 PM
So glad it helped.
I can't tell you how many times I've heard, "Oh, don't be so sensitive."
It IS hard to explain, we just need to protect ourselves with our imaginary shields and exalt all the gifts that sensitivity gives us.
Posted by: jill badonsky | 10/27/2011 at 04:41 PM
I have heard that same phrase...'stop being so sensitive', as I was growing up. It made me feel so sad, I would weep.
I am looking forward to wrapping up a 'treacherous mind storm' thought in your story of the shiny gift, the seesaw, the seagulls and the smiling turtle. Thanks so much, Jill.
Cheers,
Wanda
Posted by: Wanda Hatton | 10/27/2011 at 06:44 PM
Amazing to hear someones else describe how my thought processes work. Thanks for the tips.
Posted by: Jill Thompson | 10/28/2011 at 06:29 AM
This is so me and I am happy to know that Cecil is there waiting to be fed. I so enjoyed this, thanks!
Posted by: Ann | 10/29/2011 at 05:13 AM
the nice thing is, every time I get to think about Cecil, I'm smiling just like he is.. which is welcomed in the midst of working with a treacherous thought :)
Posted by: jill badonsky | 10/29/2011 at 07:23 AM