Why is it that the thing you know you are supposed to do is the thing you actually say you don’t want to do even though you actually do really want to do it.

Have you ever said “I don’t want to stretch,” when stretching is actually the thing that feels the best.

Or “I don’t want to go out with my friends” when yes, you actually would like to leave your place of isolation.

You want to, you’re just wrestling with yourself again. I thought you hung up your boots, Triple H?

Thinking (how dare I) that thing I AM not supposed to do, just has me “thinking” I should be doing something other than what I already know is best. Know.

That is the thing I am supposed to do:

Replace all thinking with knowing.

Replace all thinking with knowing.

Replace all thinking with knowing.

Because when I know, then I AM, and when I AM, I AM doing things I KNOW I AM supposed to do.

Then, I AM not convincing myself I AM wrong, when I KNOW I AM. Not supposed to do those things.

What a wonderful waste of energy that is.

So much talking and thinking and not enough listening.

Not enough music.

Not enough dancing.

“God is a DJ.”

What if God is not a DJ. What if God is a singer?

What if God sings and what if we all had the pleasure of listening to that!?

Wouldn’t that be such a clearer, more direct approach than decoding song lyrics, if we knew which one’s came from God?

Would we then all march to the beat of God’s drum?

Would we then all know? Instead of think?! Instead of guess. Instead of “suffer.”

I think that would transport all of us right into the seventh plane of reality or dimension or heaven or wherever you call it.

I bet God has the most beautiful voice.

I would want to listen to God, and how God translates the human experience.

Isn’t that what music really is?

The feelings put into words?

We all live different lives yet the same three minutes has the ability to translate all of them?

Makes all lives feel better all at the exact same time?

Imagine if that power, that magic, that healing came from God.

The Source.

Wouldn’t that be wonderful when?

I imagine then I would not need to think.

Because then I would know.

We would all know.

You know?

amen.

-xxx

;) it’s me