I am more than aware of the wonder of what is NOT KNOWN.
Bigger—and so much MORE than the known.
So foolish to think there is a chance of understanding.
Words mean nothing at the heart of it. Words from the thinking mind attempting to make sense when there is no sense to be made.
This not alone in reaction to recent events, but a pervading truth. That ‘sense’ is made at a level beyond my human understanding. That this human dance has purpose.
There is comfort in that. A confident trust that LOVE is yet the greater.
This allows my heart to open to what is held in silent knowing—the beyondness that words cannot touch.