"A penny for your thoughts" has long been a personal favorite. There's a reason for that, which I'll share in a few more sentences. For now, let's just consider from where it was derived.
By today's calculations, a penny is hardly worth the bother. It's value is of so little consequence that it buys little more than space in one's purse. Even "penny candy" is a misnomer. There's no longer a special row in the candy isle for such items!
But we see from history that that was not always the case. A penny had value; and significant value at that! Thus it was no insult to offer one for something as dear and precious as a thought.
Afterall, we are was we think; and what we think is informed by what resides in our hearts.
The good man brings good things out of the good stored in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored in his heart. For out of the overflow (abundance) of his heart his mouth speaks. Luke 6:45
I was but a child of 16 when the "Penny for your thoughts" cliche formed the question that was on my mind.
Terry and I had been dating (which consisted mostly of meeting up at school on Friday nights for football games) for several months - high school sweethearts - and it was only days following the deaths of both our fathers (they died ten days apart; mine from a lengthy battle with Leukemia; his suddenly, from a heart attack), when we found ourselves sitting alone, attempting to make some sense of the losses that grieved our hearts.
I could see that his mind was pre-occupied so distant was his gaze. I was clueless to it's focus, though I thought he might be pondering the pain of loss that had become our common denominator in those days. I asked: "A penny for your thoughts".
In the lifetime we've lived together since, I have not forgotten those words - either my question to him, or his response to it: I was just thinking about how much I love you.
The rest is history, and worth far more than pennies ... I can assure you.
Now, whenever I feel pensive, or whenever I look upon someone else who is, I remember that it just might signal a "mind walking a pilgrimage." It is then hat I hope each final destination is rooted in love. Priceless.
The world we have created is a product of our thinking;
it cannot be changed until we change our thinking.