A Postcard From My Sandbox

by Tracy Marshall

So what have I learned so far? I’ve been reading a lot of other people’s words for almost fifty years (I started reading early) and for the past five years I’ve been reading alot of the words of our non-physical friends, and I still do. I love to roam around online reading words, and copying those words here and there, knitting the impulses and synchronicities together.

But now I think that if I never read another word ever again, I could still find out everything I might want to know. Sometimes I think I would find out alot more, alot quicker if I stopped reading other people’s words! But then, what’s the rush? There is no rush! I love reading other people’s words. You could say I love creating my words reflected back to me in physical imagery in the guise of someone else’s words, just for the fun of it. Anyway, the fact that I now know that I can find out anything I might want to know without anybody else’s words (which is really a case of trusting my own intuition, trusting that if I ask the question, I do already know the answer, even if it’s fun to make a game of hide and seek, or a big puzzle out of it first) is in itself noteworthy, because the previous forty-five years worth of reading material didn’t have that effect. Another way to say that is that my explorations have changed within the last five years and I drew into my reality exactly what I was looking for, both then, and now. Well, anytime, haha! Any now.

Another interesting thing I’ve learned—well, I could say remembered, because it feels as if I already knew it, and forgot—is that we are making it all up as we go along. It’s all real and we’re making it all up, it’s the same thing, not one or the other. We’re making it all up AND it’s all real! And that seems to be the POINT. It’s like an unlimited selection of sandboxes to play in. And we box ourselves into those sandboxes to see what it’s like to play in them. When we’ve played everything we can think of in one sandbox, we create another sandbox to play in and explore. If we want to explore no sandboxes at all, or all one big sandbox we can do that too. But then, dolls houses and tree forts are so much more fun if they have lots of little rooms, hidden corners, secret nooks and crannies, and surprises! So I guess individual sandboxes are going to remain popular games.

The good thing is though, and this is another thing I’ve learned, is that we can HAVE IT ALL. We can—and do! —do it ALL.

It’s the most amazing thing, and yet we’ve always been able to do it (we just thought we were making it up, d’oh!): We can connect to anything, any place or no-place or any time, or any individual that we’re curious about. Well, we so often do! And imagine how much more fun we could have with that if we weren’t always worrying if our information is ‘correct.’ ALL our information is translated according to our individual beliefs, which includes everyone else’s words that we create in our own realities. So if something that pops in seems like a fun part of the explorations, why throw it out? —Just call it fiction!

Every exploration adds to the whole and that is the point, if there is a point. One thing I’ve realized is that it’s not a case of finding the right path, it’s a case of exploring EVERY path, and THAT is “All That Is” being all that it can be. I don’t think “All That Is” wants everything to be the same for everyone, because that wouldn’t be a very all encompassing “All That Is,” would it? It would be “Not Very Much,” not “All That Is.” That’s a seemingly obvious revelation, but it’s a biggie that seems to come in layers of awareness for me. I notice this a lot when I have the urge to tip my sand into someone else’s sandbox, or want them to make castles with my bucket.

Anyway, the good news is that I don’t have to explore all the paths in this focus, because all my other focuses, aspects, probable selves and so on are doing it, but at least now I know that I can connect to them whenever I want to. (I don’t discount my impressions so much these days, but I do tend to forget them. I don’t think that matters either, but that’s for the ‘keeping track’ part.) With all of our probable selves exploring all the paths this probable self didn’t choose, it hardly matters what I do choose, in the sense of ‘right’ and ‘wrong,’ because if the whole self explores all probabilities, for the purpose of experiencing from all angles, to be all that it can be, then how can any of them be wrong? That’s just logic! NOTHING is less than anything else.

Keeping track—oh, I play alot on this seesaw. Sometimes I try to keep track of things, things I think I might need or want again, and it never works. Then at other times I feel like I’m on a roll, in the flow, and things just land in my lap as if by magic. It’s pretty obvious that this does actually work best, to simply trust that I will find what I need whenever I need it. I do still play around with the keeping track idea though, usually until I get backache.

Well, let’s put it this way, this is what I believe as I write this; it’s just a postcard from my sandbox…