Not only does love crack us open to the unknowingness of life. But similarly the prospect of death offers us the same gift.
What is death other than an opening to the unknown? To what we can’t imagine?
As I prepared for brain surgery, I fell into the gentle awareness of not knowing what’s next. Will there be another day or might this be the transition to possibly something even more amazing? Death wasn’t as real as the reality that John and Belinda face, and yet even the possibility was somehow comforting.
I now realize there’s a comfort in the unknown. The unknown offers mystery. Awe. Surprise. The joy of discovery. Of something other than the familiar. It opens a door to curiosity. And what is more freeing? More amazing?
Yes, I know. This is totally paradoxical. Perhaps seemingly naive. And yet my dreams since surgery have been inviting me. If only I pay attention.
Happy 4th of July to you all. May we all revel in rather than resist what’s next and unknown.