My little mind has been running the show for a very long time. Like a spoiled child she believes to be the center of the universe and tries to control it unsuccessfully. She makes me do foolish things and rarely listens to the wise counsel of big Mind.
Unaware of her power she can manifest paradises and hells whimsically and plunge me in the deepest despair or elevate me to heavenly realms. Sometimes she appears like a wild beast lurking in the darkness ready to catch me unaware. Then I am at her mercy and have vivid dreams of old stories I thought forgiven and forgotten long time ago. At other times she is sweet and loving but, unpredictably, she can lash out with anger, greed or jealousy at any moment. Like a magician she shape-shifts into scary monsters or mesmerizing gods but as soon as I fall in love with them she breaks the spell.
My little mind is always busy like a hyperactive monkey who never stops chattering. I have kept company with this mind for a long time and know that she does not like to be crossed or ignored so when I want to calm her I listen patiently without rejection, approval or judgement. I just wait quietly and then… in those intimate moments she allows me to take a peak at the treasure she hides jealously in my heart and that is when we become the best of friends.