Unicorn Tales

bigstock-Sketchy-illustration-of-an-uni-27091859Have you ever cringed when you recall thoughts that made total sense as a child?

Oh,  are you one of the lucky ones who can smile fondly at your younger self?

I cringe.

As a child, I bargained with the universe to get what I wanted, and I assumed everyone else did too.

If I could just count ten telephone poles before my Mom stopped the car, she’d finally agree to buy a Dalmatian.

This never worked, but I kept trying.  (The pony I wanted was a dead loss, but I thought I was close on the swimming pool in the backyard.)

I didn’t realize this kind bargaining was weird until in college I read a psychology book that described something called magical thinking.

Oh, boy.

That’s when I learned that what I was doing wasn’t just harmless daydreaming, but mere steps away from You-Need-Professional-Help-Territory.

Just the other day, though, I was even more embarrassed when I realized how this childish habit has managed to stick with me into adulthood.

(I still sorta do this.)

Of course I know this kind of cosmic dealmaking is total hooey, unicorn scat, to be exact.

Magical poo.

Yet living 24/7 in the land of rationality has its dangers, too.

Frankly, I’m not sure I can recommend it.

The human brain is hard-wired to seek patterns, to find meaning—even where there is none.

An unblinking stare into the abyss of life’s utter randomness is enough to drive anyone nuts.

We need to blink.

We need a break from being relentlessly grown up all the time.

That tension between logic and your gut feel, between rationality and utter, delightful nonsense?  That’s were the creative juice of life lies.

So take a break.

Make a deal with the cosmos.

Who knows, maybe there’ll a pony in your front yard when you get home.

What rituals from childhood give you comfort? Come on, share. We’re all friends here.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Unicorns, Writer's Life and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s