When the road traveledis covered with silent snow,finding the path to followis buried in uncertainty. Who knows, though? Perhaps the journey may take a turn,leading to winter windfalls. Original version posted January 22, 2018. Photo taken at Firefighters Park in Troy, MI USA
Unknowing is not a cloud that conceals understanding requiring explanation to clear the air Knowing is the cloud perhaps seductively defined by wisps and vapor Rorschach shapes of weather spilled like milk across the sky You can analyze the knowing cloud but only in the now; if you study for just a moment you see … More Unknowing
Roots of truth spread through the soil of understanding obscure like subterranean aspen networks during winter quiet Opinions can evolve untroubled by uncertainty, nourished by the mystery of partial knowledge not fed by snap judgments or need for absolute answers but embracing the unanswerable Photo by Doug Duffee courtesy of Unsplash
dream beyond heaven awaken to expansiveness it’s only life after all unlearn what doesn’t connect there’s more than one answer dream beyond heaven soak the roots of what you know with unscienced surprises it’s only life after all savor your introduction to re-eternity dream beyond heaven braid cleverness with uncertainty and awe it’s only life … More Beyond Heaven
Sometimes a question whispers in my ear Sometimes a question shouts in my face How do I assay my purpose In this beautiful, brutal, finite life? Is it a striving to be seen? A craving to be astonished? Can I be buoyed by hope beyond a ritual answer? Then a tiny azure dragonfly alights deepening … More Dragonfly
We talked last night about the Tao of loading and unloading the dishwasher the Tao of shoveling snow in the midst of a storm and we questioned if there could be a Tao of a semi circle, or a Tao of half a cycle. Well, I read today that a question mark looks like half … More Something to Ponder
If I want to live within the peace of Oneness I need to diminish attachment to self by choosing to not choose default viewpoints but allow experience to arise by not choosing to judge letting judgment flow through me without attachment by not choosing to require praise letting criticism flow through me without attachment by … More Paradox
When the road traveled is covered with silent snow, finding the path to follow is buried in uncertainty. Who knows? Perhaps the journey may take a turn, leading to windfalls of winter. Candid photo taken in Firefighters Park in Troy, MI USA
Uncertainty is winking within this labyrinth of life mystery interspersed throughout the dead ends of certainty Along the path of not-knowing I am humbled by an unfamiliar joy the taste of ambiguity, the rustling of new perspective devoid of any closure open to an arising of what is My tiny world is athwart to the … More Labyrinth of Mystery
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. … More Questions?
Wind Rush 