What might life look like if we were to consistently engage with what I call, very simply, the “I don’t know”? Call it humility or presence or whatever you like. I don't know just resonates with me. I don’t know precisely where right and wrong sit. I don’t know all of you, the many layers of life that encircle you. I hope to gently unpeel a few, but there will always be parts unrevealed. I want to assume less about your intentions. But I do assume. Far too much, far too often. I'm working on this. I don’t know when my life will end, nor how. I do know that I will die. These days I’m trying to edge closer to an acceptance of the swirling and often terrifying mystery that is death. I know that I’ve been very privileged in this gorgeous life I’ve been given, and I hope that I can honour this and live it as fully as possible. I don’t know what the future has in store for me. This is a tough one for me, for many of us. It also has the potential to be pretty damn exciting. I don’t know exactly why I was moved to write this piece. I don’t know what forces are at work in this universe. I don’t know looks like: shutting the hell up a lot more often. I don’t know involves asking more questions. I don't know can involve acknowledging ignorance. I don’t know overlaps often with vulnerability and softness. I don’t know is indeed quite a vulnerable position. I don’t know means minds can change. I don’t know can bring increased connection, awe, and synchronicity. Truly, it can. I'll tell you one thing I do know. I know I’m only human. Just like you. Shaina Lehan Book recommendation: The Wisdom of Insecurity by Alan Watts Music recommendation below:
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