“…so fragile it hits differently.” I often say, “in that different way of knowing”. I have often used that phrase without a real understanding, but it reading your words in proximity to another reading this morning, here is what “dawns on me”: there is something that knows, experiences, that is - other than thought/mind. And because it is not thought/mind we somehow “don’t know” when in fact we do. Wow, a strange perspective, that of course presents paradox! BTW - that phrase “it dawns on me” is SO apropos…the sun coming up…illumination! 🙏 Carlo
Probably one day we will name that unknown to something more and probably we never would be able to but it’s fascinating that it exists regardless 😊 Happy Holidays Dean 🙏🏼
“…so fragile it hits differently.” I often say, “in that different way of knowing”. I have often used that phrase without a real understanding, but it reading your words in proximity to another reading this morning, here is what “dawns on me”: there is something that knows, experiences, that is - other than thought/mind. And because it is not thought/mind we somehow “don’t know” when in fact we do. Wow, a strange perspective, that of course presents paradox! BTW - that phrase “it dawns on me” is SO apropos…the sun coming up…illumination! 🙏 Carlo
Probably one day we will name that unknown to something more and probably we never would be able to but it’s fascinating that it exists regardless 😊 Happy Holidays Dean 🙏🏼
Happy Holidays Carlo 🎉
Wow, joyful poetry 🙏🏻
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Your comment made me realize that I need a flood more of joyful poetry this year 😊 thank you 🙏🏼