Can I be at ease with not knowing?
Can I be unchained from attachment to proof?
Can I wipe away worry when outcomes aren’t clear?
Can I be at rest knowing some things will never be known?
This post was inspired by a poem called Good Days by Mary O’Connor. Read another post on this topic: Addition Problem.
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Great post LuAnne. It’s not so much not knowing but knowing and being unable to comprehend.. Thank you for sharing.😉
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love it… Janette
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Thank you, Janette. 🙂
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Probably not. I’m an anxiety ridden control freak!
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