it's not willful - it all comes from mystery, a void of knowing, and in this there is no place to exert any certain expectation. Our demands mean little outside their thought filled realms. Yet we devote our lives to the whim and wish of a bullying voice. Life is uncertain. Even our best intent only leads us further deep in mystery.
In truth - we are led nowhere.
This moment is the depth of mystery, it's the continuous question to our every answer, and the fulfillment of its own desire. It's beyond our knowing, and still, it is all we will ever know. So we come to this paradox, full of will and intent, prayerful - and there's nothing we can do.
But surrender.
And again
surrender.
If it all comes to mystery than our only faith is this - there is no knowing past the moment that we're given. Let go, let go, let go....it all happens on its own.
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Peace,
Eric
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