If everything we believe turned out to be “true” exactly the way we have it neatly worked out, life would just stop.
Its the possibility of other options that keeps things moving, like gears within gears. All those other viewpoints are like tent poles holding the tent up; they give us all room to manoeuver inside the vast space we co-create.
Think about it, if we were right on every point, everything would become static like a forest of dead trees. All the unseen possibilities would dissolve away. Implosion would occur.
Its the ability to hold a space for “other”, to change your mind or your direction, to learn something new, to be shown you were mistaken, to be surprised and to experience the thrill of mystery (and allow it to remain thus…) that makes life what it is; a vast unending sea of potential out of which all evolution arises.
That includes the necessity of having to surrender and admit, from time to time, that “I really don’t know, in fact I don’t have a clue, I’m confused”. Out of this so often springs that elusive next layer of experience without any effort at all.
Like most people, I’m always trying to nail things down or to capture the butterfly; in fact, our whole culture is built upon this compunction. Increasingly, I’m prepared to notice the butterfly pass by and “let it be”; to let vibrant new concepts pass through like wisps of radiant cloud in the sunset, appreciating them without having to engage my thoughts.
Yes! Perfection – in thought or in action has to lead to stagnation, so as much as I have to fight the perfectionism in me sometimes, I know that ultimately it’s not a good place to be.
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