Thoughts are ephemeral, unchosen, and largely uncontrolled. Don’t let them defeat you. Don’t let them control you. You are not them. Don’t identify with them — that way lies certain suffering.
Your thoughts are like birds passing across a clear blue sky. You — your true nature, your shining magnificence — are that radiant sky. The thoughts simply pass through and away.
Look for the break between thoughts. That point of still silence. Who or what is watching the thinking happen?
Find that cloudless, brilliant sky.
There you will find the full, beautiful, empty nothingness of everything.