You and I and everyone else in the world talk to ourselves constantly. The conversation is mostly silent and covert, however. As a result, we get away with abusing ourselves; we assail ourselves with mean thoughts that we'd be far less likely to fling if we actually spoke them aloud. The astrological omens suggest that now is a perfect time for you to break this bad habit. In fact, I'm going to officially declare that it's Speak More Kindly to Yourself Week. For best results, shun the usual telepathic communion with yourself. Instead, say every word aloud as you carry on your dialogues. (P.S. You may want to consult the book What to Say When You Talk to Yourself, by Shad Helmstetter.)
Huh. Continuing a theme, I suppose.
I wonder how this interacts with Castaneda, and stilling the inner monologue?