i don’t know…
THE GATEWAY OF NOT KNOWING
When you Don’t Know,
there is a crack in the delusion of mind.
And you can be penetrated
by an entire Universe.
Not Knowing is not ignorance.
Nor is it stupidity.
It is Curiosity. It is Wonder.
It is the relaxation of the separate ‘I’,
and the presence of great Compassion.
When you Don’t Know you can be entered
by a tired sun exploding into reds and oranges,
by a yellow moon and a trillion distant stars,
so far yet so close,
so distant yet so Here.
Knowledge will not bring you to it.
The ‘I’ cannot understand it.
Not Knowing is its gateway.
Surrender to the moon.
– Jeff Foster
what does fear gain us?
what’s the upside of my refusal to let go?
why was my before so much better than my now?
does letting go mean I’ll just sit down…
stay here forever…
in my misery…
in this less than glamorous corner I find myself in?
everybody I know lives on the edge of a page
turning softly as the answers
arriving on the wind
clearing the cloud obscured vision
of our wandering wondering
everybody I know lives on the rocks of the active volcano
hanging onto the burning questions
waiting for the miles to find the nightingale’s broken-hearted love song
sometimes we say things we don’t mean to help us get through this hard moment we stand in
sometimes we truly think we mean these words declared
the heart given so freely
while in bondage to another
until we step into a new chapter and find they were just a wish
a desperate plea of hoping to find an easy way out
a numbing poultice to relieve the pain
while the infection remains ignored
the flamingo shakes her tail feathers
The grackle’s shadow invades our dreams
We keep meeting our own colors in every one of these beauteous spirals
messages left in each dropped exquisite feather on our pathway
patience is a virtue very few are rich enough to pay the humble price to gain
hearts are very fragile when allowed to keep breaking
“Imagine the world of our voices sing out the Sterling news”
Imagine all the people living in light and love within themselves
Imagine what a changed world that would be
what if we were no longer afraid of light shining within us
what if it no longer matters if we live in the now of ourselves
what if we look at the larger question of ‘oughtness’
My God, what happens then??
I remember a time before
Light was always there.
God in-siding out
what had to be heard
the healing of heroines
chubby doves sitting on the wires and pines waving slightly in a shallow breath
I remember a time before mystics were real,
before eternity was now
when planting seeds took strong backs
and dreams of cottage gardens
I could see in my mind
waves and rows
I remember a time before waking in the night
Spirit praying within me
so glad that not all prayers were answered then…
but complete now
speaks with this Voice
God of my heart
this morning with havens within me
grocery list in the pocket of my purse
a chair full of laundry to put into drawers
a party to plan
cottage light bending towards the west
thirst so great for the people of God
this separate land
opening the front door
God in the House
Peace in the Heart…
going to buy strawberries
wave at the babies I see
Rev. Donna Knutson (via Facebook)
While you were sleeping
the ocean was moving inside you.
Rivers were making their long journeys.
Couriers walked through the darkness
knowing the way, finding places.
In the morning when you sit to pray
your prayers return to you
from their unseen journeys.
By the time you say them
they are tired.
They have done good work.
Let them rest
on a soft bed of silence.
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