Lately this is all I sit with.
I keep seeing:
How I thought I knew, how I still think sometimes, I know this or that and then how little I know, and how impossible it is to know.
How grand and unfathomable the journey yet how one little moment one gentle touch can shift every thing.
What great things we can do and how little or none is within our control.
How sad and beautiful, how heart-breaking and amazing and how small and grand life is.
How good and bad, how right and wrong, how strange and wholesome I can be.
How powerful and vulnerable and helpless and strong I am.
I keep seeing. I keep sitting with it. The more I see, the more I sit with it, my mind keeps asking,
How is it possible to embrace all of this, what kind of a magical being a human is to carry and embrace this paradox day in day out and make a life out of it? Why? And how?
Maybe, just maybe the answer is: Through a deepening love, an expanding love; that continues to keep loving and accepting and embracing what is, this very moment and the next moment and the next moment whatever it brings.
A deepening and expanding into the love that we are, this must be the journey. And continuously living into the true question of not how but: What is possible?
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