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Not Knowing

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We can’t possibly grasp
the entire scope of our own existence
but we sure do make ourselves miserable trying.
Instead of grasping, let’s try an experiment.
Let go.
See what happens
when you leave room for not knowing,
for being groundless,
for having no control.
Who do you become
in that open, mysterious place
of not knowing?

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Do You Really Know?

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Where are you?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
Who are you?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
Why are you here?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
What is happiness really?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
Who is this self that looks out into the world?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
What is peace?
Do you really know?
Do you really want to know?
Do you really need to know?
Could you allow yourself not to know?

When the Bottom Drops Out

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When the bottom drops out
you will fall
you might sprout wings
and fly yourself somewhere
then again, you might not
you might go splat
on some hard concrete
then again, you might not
you might land
on the softest of pillows
laughing and bouncing
then again, you might not
someone strong
might reach out and catch you
but maybe not.
the point is,
you don’t know what will happen,
so don’t go trying to plan
the whole thing.
let yourself be comfortable
with not knowing.
This kind of freedom
is a true blessing.

An Open Mind

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An open mind
doesn’t know…
it can’t know
because it is all
constantly changing
whether you plan for ecstasy
or you plan for misery
you never know how
it will all turn out.
Keep an open clear mind
be curious
embrace the not-knowing
let the whole world
tumble along at your feet
child’s play
as you quietly observe,
breathe
and look on.

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 20: What I Know

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The prompt for today over at NaPoWriMo.net asked us to write a poem based on what we know.  That gets heady for me.  How much do I know, how much do I think I know, and how will my not knowing hinder my growth?  I think I’ll stick to the basics.  Anything complex right now might fry my poor tired brain.

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I know that I am a woman;
but is that true?
Yes, of course yes,
I gave birth to two children.
But does that make a woman?

I know that I am tired.
I know that when tired
the best thing one can do is rest.
I know that I want to finish this blog post
and I want it to make sense.

As my eyes struggle to stay open
the chances of my being understood
diminish quickly.
I know they are open now:
I’m staring at the screen.
Is it time to shake my head and go?

And what else do I know,
and what else do I not know?

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 4: Not Knowing

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Ah, the internets.
I truly wanted to know that prompt
for NaPoWriMo day 4…
but after attempting to load the page
over four times,
no dice.
So now I’ll write a poem
about not knowing…

Not knowing…
Knowing that I don’t know
opens a doorway to learning.
It’s when we assume we know
and attempt to paint reality
all of the colors of our own perception
that we block our understanding
and miss the subtle ways
that life is leading us back home to oneness.
Admit you don’t know, my friend,
and then stand back
as your heart opens
and your mind shines
and the whole world lies laughing at your feet.