To survive, our body needs food. To be healthy, our body needs the good food, not the junk stuff. We need all the things that real fruits and vegetables provide. Processed foods are quicker, but the real stuff is better. Our physical brain, depends on the good foods to protect and feed it, but our mind, our mental health and well being needs more.
We need to spend time reading, exploring informational avenues. Whether that is through books or sites online. Places and things that will exercise our thought processes, expand our knowledge and increase our intellect. Help us to be able to understand better the things going on around us and even possibly create ways to improve our life and the lives of others. To create the desire for exploration and seek to better understand what is out there. Whether it is in the depths of the ocean or the depths of space.
We need to find time to teach and improve our thought processes on compassion and respect for others. To understand that different does not always mean wrong. That different is simply different. That differences can bring different perspectives which could bring better results and more imaginative and creative responses and answers to issues we face.
We need to find ways to handle mental health issues. Ours or others. Problems are not an embarrassment, something to be hidden away from the light. Mental health issues are the same as physical ailments that need be treated. Through medications, through therapy, through understanding.
Food for thought, can be anything that strengthens the mind, and expands it. Whether we are an author of books or song. Whether we are an artist on canvass or stage. Whether we seek answers on a chalkboard, a computer, or the bank of a river.
The mind is an incredible muscle. One that can create much and understand more. If we feed it properly.
If we feed it junk, it suffers as often so do those near by. Processes slow and grow accustomed to just sliding by. Accepting and not challenging. Sitting in front of a television, half asleep and unaware. Not caring or seeking.
If I could give a gift, it would be food for thought. Food for mental health and growth. Food, for a better, more imaginative tomorrow.
Words from The Dirt Road 