And so it begins…
September: The Gate of Wisdom
Welcome to The Threshold.
This is my first step towards the edge.
And I guess there is no way to begin, but just to begin…
These first weeks may be a bit wordy, so bear with. If you have read the “About” page you'll know I have structured myself to a monthly exploration at the threshold of a theme, or a Gate, and each week of that month I will remain in that theme.(Structure always helps me feel safe, and I am sure I will share more on that in the time to come… But for now…)
As the fall season is approaching here in in the northern hemisphere… back to school is the vibe in our neighborhood, harvest is happening on my brother in law’s farm, the light is shifting….Transformation and change is ever present.
I am starting this month, and in a way this whole journey, at the threshold of Wisdom.
Not with the desire to obtain it… rather,
To remember that only over time and only with repetition those things that once eluded me are now known…..
To remember that those things that I have come to “know” do eventually drop from my head to my heart to become part of my bones, my being.
Also remembering that over time and with repetition I will also forget. The thought ”How did I get here again?” Is bound to happen. Trusting that if it is “for me” such learnings will reappear if I miss them the first time. If they are not, then I perhaps i can lighten my grip of control and surrender into the “not knowing”.
Knowing all the things will not keep me safe.
The Knowing is not where wisdom lives.
I heard someone say once, “I just want all the money, so I don’t need you and I don't need god”. Ooof yes, self sufficiency and security get twisted inside me… and I also feel that way with information or experience.I just want to know all the things so I won’t need you and I won’t need to experience the pains of life.
But if I look deep down inside I actually want to connect with you, I WANT the need to experience life, all of it.
It is that push and pull that ignites my heart. (I’m fearful —- I’m curious)
It is that push and pull that reminds me I am capable and surprise is possible. (I don’t know —- I don’t have to know)
That there is an intuition inside me and a community outside of me to bridge those gaps.
In reality, it is actually precious to forget so I may remember.
