Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Not Knowing


Not knowing:

it's truly not knowing and resting in the relief of not having ready answers at hand - this is a space unfilled by belief and speculation, empty of demands. My point is being aware, of knowing simply and only that I am right now, existing this moment, and refusing to add anything from here. There is no need for a religion of myself, to believe I'm anything more than fleeting in existence. 

of course I may be more - I have no sure way knowing, and taking others at their word is just to borrow their own belief, giving the authority of this moment to a faith that isn't earned. Yes, I give myself permission to wonder of this mystery, perhaps a guess at how I might continue on, and new realities to be discovered. But nothing is held as certain. Nothing is believed to be true just because it becomes cherished by my mind. It's still, and always, this present moment. 

right now is enough to fulfill any wish for mystery, to experience the grace of simply being aware, and participate in life through every moment granted. Awareness is a precious gift of existence, the vital backdrop of being alive and able to appreciate all that's given. I do my best not to add to this, accepting this gift as all that's needed, no, as being endless in what it offers. What could I possibly add to life itself? Being enough almost sounds dismissive. This moment is infinite in its mystery, to be aware that I am right now, alive and a function of this expression, is enough, and yes more - it's everything. 

it's not knowing - and resting as I am. 

~

Peace, Eric 

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