by Tom Swift

We all need a mental anesthetic now and then. Some reach for …

… bottles.

… the cookie jar.

… a remote control.

By definition, in the moments when the need is so keen the alternatives contemplated are not of the so-called healthy variety.

You can strive to meditate in these times. But you also need a Plan B.

Even within the subset of the mindscape in which the brain seeks cheap and easy ways to numb itself, there are better and worse options here.

After a long day … after significant stress has crescendoed … when your senses are overstimulated … try to reach for something other than your phone. Such moments are decidedly not the time to submit your mind to the mighty algorithms — those electronic armies created to capture your attention and then scatter it.

These are truly powerful forces that would like nothing more than for you to stand before them, white flag in hand.

You have little chance against them most anytime and when your systems are spent you are helpless.

Set the phone down. Pick up your dog. Consume some art. Even if it’s not Mozart. Look at the stars. Find the moment.

It takes work. No doubt.

It is OK to lose yourself. Sometimes that is the very best way to find yourself.

That’s different, though, than handing your mind to mind-melting machine and hoping it won’t do what it was designed to do.