Thoughts don’t belong to me.
Thoughts just float in on the wind. No one has any control over what they’re thinking. And no one has any control over what they’re believing either. What we seem to have control over is whether or not we’ll question what we’re thinking and believing.
These thoughts aren’t mine. I’ve been visited by them. The ones I take in and believe define my world. I guess I’m simply believing these thoughts and writing them down.
And because I didn’t invent these thoughts, I can’t possibly be held to the standard they imply. Just because the thought “all fear is confusion” occurs to me doesn’t mean I’ll never be afraid again. It just means I’ve noticed a peaceful thought and written it down so I can remind myself of it. I’ll do what I can to benefit from the thought but who knows if I’ll be able to pull it off in every instance?
The nice thing about writing it down though is that I can return to it when I’ve missed it and return myself to the world it brings about.