It’s an insurance policy I took out for myself several months ago. No-fault thought (NFT) — prevents crashing into a wall of nonsense.
Gibberish thoughts tend to badger the consciousness more often than necessary. Those thoughts are the slight annoyances that occur when, say, someone pulls in front of you, either when walking or driving, or when someone says something or behaves a certain way that doesn’t suit us.
Why, I contemplated a few months ago (in a moment when the mud must have cleared), should anyone or anything annoy me? Because I’m human? Because I’ve got ego and emotions? Because I’m right and someone else is wrong? They are (seemingly) justified rationalizations, but only a mirage. So I took out the policy.
The essence of NFT is that everyone’s actions or words are justified in their own minds. If their conduct doesn’t conform with mine, no one is at fault. If someone crosses my path, utters remarks I don’t appreciate, or otherwise interrupts my rhythm, it’s not their fault. They were acting or moving according to their own tempo. Our rhythmic waves intersected for a split second. No one’s fault.
The policy helps curb the voice which insists, periodically, that the universe should act a certain way. NFT doesn’t mean that some people are not irritating at times. It just means that in their heads, we’d have done the same thing. By turning to the policy, it helps to allude a moment of annoyance.
Being exasperated with anything or anyone is really an admission of impatience, or more often, displays our limited understanding. Even a flicker of irritation shows us that we didn’t, at that moment, have the capacity to understand. The NFT policy is a blanket license to admit we actually don’t comprehend why others do what they do. We can’t. None of us has the experiences of another.
The clever suggestions in our heads can so easily justify a form of self-righteousness. The downside — it’s most always ill-perceived and leads to moments of unhelpful grit.
Have there been times I’ve forgotten about NFT? Sure, fog runs thick between my ears more often than I care. On the bright side, NFT has been seeping into consciousness with more frequency since I picked up the policy. It must be, like most things, a matter of practice.
Until I can find a way to paste No Fault Thought in my frontal cortex, the times that I can recall the policy helps to serve as a reminder that I’ve got a limited capacity for understanding others, and I am better off nipping tiny worthless thought spirals in the bud.