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I woke up this morning with the unshakeable phrase in my head, “There are no rules.” Much like a song that insists on playing itself over and over, “There are no rules. There are no rules.” All right, already. No rules. I hate rules, so ya-hoo! But, enough already.

In a previous episode on thoughts, we explored some thoughts on thoughts. From where did this one fly into my head? I don’t remember thinking about rules yesterday. I don’t think I dreamt of them.

One thing I didn’t mention in that post is that thoughts, to me, have a quality to them, depending upon their origin. They seem to have different voices, as it were. If you’ve experienced this yourself, you know what I’m talking about. If not, just notice, because I can’t describe it any better. When it happens to you, you’ll know.

Aside: At this point, I feel the need to let you know that none of the voices command me to kill small animals, or anything like that. If you hear voices like that, talk to somebody about it.

Even though I can detect differences in the voices, I don’t really recognize the ‘speakers.’  Some people see angels and guides. I just get information. I sense the energy as being a higher being, but I don’t know who they are, if there are different sources, or what.

Okay, here we go. Tuning in… Asking about the rules thing. Here’s what I get…

There Are No Rules; Only Tools.

There are no rules. There is only listening. Listen to the wind, listen to the shadows. Listen to the echoes. All of it. All of it has something to say if you only pay attention. Yes, there is the deciphering. This comes with learning the language of nature, the language of the universe, the language of you. If you only listen, you need no rules – because you will KNOW what to do. You will know who you are and you will know what you want. This is the only thing you need to know.

Forget about the rules, but not completely. People speak of laws. What is law, but a way that things are? And who are you to argue with that? All that is, is. All that is not, is not – at least for now.

You follow laws because you have to. You don’t USE laws. If you try, they will use you; fool you into thinking you are in control when you are not. You are wandering the landscape looking for clues to your being. That is your only job. In the meantime, along the way, you feel, you notice how you feel and what you think. These, too, are clues. They are not to be taken lightly. If you try, they will whiplash back at your face or your earlobes.

The tools are there for you to use. Heal yourself, for only when you do will you be clear enough to listen. Truly. We go now. [Note: I think the tools is a reference to tools for healing.]

Same Channel a Bit Later…

Policing your thoughts requires that you first judge them. Hmmmm, where have you heard this before? Think about it. This is not a tool. This is corralling yourself in and denying a broad avenue of expression. If you want to change your thoughts (and you know you do), do it gently. The thoughts are the symptom, not the cause. Is there a biofeedback loop? Yes, but this is not the best place to break it. Does it work? For some, yes, but not for you. But you already knew that. Notice, don’t judge. This is your job. When you notice yourself judging, let it go. Let the judgment go. Don’t hold onto it. Don’t resist it. There is medicine in the noticing, and pain in the resisting.

And now you notice a little yellow bird with a yellow breast and gray wings. [Note: I am noticing a yellow bird outside.] “It’s pretty,” you think. “Isn’t that judging?” you think. Yes, it is. Don’t take it too far. Extreme is turning back on itself.

Welcome to My Head…

So, there you have it. It doesn’t all make sense. Maybe someday it will. Maybe someday it won’t. Till next time.

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