Mask of Knowing
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I’m writing this to acknowledge, the
many times I’ve felt lost; they have all
been gifts to start the next chapter of
life. I can only speak for myself, & I’m
finding the less I attach to beliefs or
stories of how I think things are, the
pure & authentic are shown. If I’m
honest with myself, what do I really
know at all? Even the story I’m telling
now, has a form to it, & that is okay. I
can only point in the direction with
words. The mind can become very
complex in thoughts. Some say this is
intellect or knowledge. I rather feel to
understand the essence of
consciousness, is to take off the mask
of all the thought structures that have
been passed on which no longer serve
in my quest for the purest form of truth
I can currently experience. I feel I
don’t want a religion, or a
psychological strategy. If I do want
anything, it is to be thankful for the
silence & what is between the silence;
to be thankful for the forms, & what
has no form. To blend, to divide, to
integrate, & separate; we all do this &
it is healthy when done with
consideration for others & our self.
Whether this is an awakening, I don’t
know. I’ll just take one step at a time
each day; the actions I take on a
morality base, or any kind of
understanding that shows love,
kindness, caring, or the characteristics I
would want life to show me. If you’ve
read this, thank you, I appreciate your
time to hear another’s voice. I’ll honor
it, by quieting my own agenda (& yes,
we all have one) so I can hear
something other than what I think I
know.
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