We like to protect ourselves against the not-knowing, because not-knowing makes us feel insecure and at the mercy of life.
So we make plans and develop ways of living that we think insure us against chaos: a tidy home, some money in the bank, taking care of our health, a good education; but even so, sometimes life sweeps us off our feet.
It is so hard to admit that we don’t know anything really and life is full of mystery.
We trust the mystery when we look back, we say, “That was a terrible time, but it taught me so much.” Harder to trust the mystery going forward; we do so enjoy the comfort of fake certainties.
You do not know, you do not know, you do not know.
But sometimes you might hear the whispers of knowing.
And if you become very quiet and peaceful and give up thinking you know anything, then and only then, with the doors of yourself wide open, can the knowing fall in.
It is not what you think it is.