The thought I know it’s not true is one of the guardians of the treasure.
I find a thought behind fear or unease, and then another – I know it’s not true, and that’s one of the guardians of the treasure. If I believe it, I may stop myself from inquire into the initial belief and find the treasure there. And it in itself is a thought to inquire into it.
My mother doesn’t love me. Is it true, I know it’s not true? I can find situations in my childhood where I imagine/remember having had that thought, so I don’t know, through and through, it’s not true. I may know it’s not true, at a certain level, and yet, a part of me may not know it yet. I can find situations where I don’t feel it, see it, through and through.
Why would I stop myself from finding the gifts in examining that thought in each of those situations?