I often ponder why I was
given such an inquisitive, determined mind
if not
to solve all the universe’s mysteries.
In fact, as life has
presented me with the unknowable,
like clockwork, I have vested my entire being
in gaining an understanding of
‘what
just happened to me, and why?’
More often than not,
I have limped away from these fruitless
self-encounters,
head bleeding, ego beaten down and the
question, ‘why?’
still
large, bold and unanswered,
daring me to yet another round.
It’s only around year 50
that I finally figure out that
there
are no answers readily available to the ‘whys’.
And, the more devastating the situation,
the further away I feel from the ‘truth’ regarding ‘why’.
So, I now try to step back,
preferring to avoid the head banging and
instead,
tread
the new, but promising path of
‘It’s okay. I don’t need to know why.
Rather, what gift is being offered me and what can I learn?’
It’s a different tack,
a new approach to the unknowable,
perhaps one with a bit gentler process and
more
fruitful outcomes.
Who among you has found the
answers to the ‘whys’ – when they
really matter?
Not many, I would venture.
Perhaps it is worth experimenting with a new
approach.
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