but… but… why?

Why is not a question I latch on to any more. There is no answer, ever–not really. We can make up stories about events; we can create meaning about what has happened, or is happening, or might happen. But all of that meaning is layering on top of of the truth of any moment that is simply unfolding as it unfolds. Occurrences are unforeseen, often surprising, sometimes shocking, occasionally horrifying. So we make meaning as a fortress against the unknown.

Why did this Oregon inlet get worn away, but not the hill beyond? We can postulate and hypothecate–about wind conditions, types of rock, eons of time.

But in the end, it’s mind insinuating meaning, taking away from the extraordinary beauty of being with what is unfolding, in the precious, present moment.

It’s a huge relief to no longer care much about the whys of life. Making meaning is a tiring, manufactured process. More and more, I let the unknown wash over me–now, and now, and now.

© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2012

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3 responses to “but… but… why?

  1. Excellent point….something I am only just beginning to realize. Glad to see confirmation here. Keep up the good work!

  2. It is a relief. And much energy is saved!

  3. I would love to learn how to “let the unknown wash over me.” But how? I continually ask myself, “Why did I take this path and not the ‘easier’ one that my other family members chose, the path of addiction?” Was it my Higher Power which guided me towards this path? Was there another source that led me in this direction? Let me learn to “let the unknown wash over me” and accept what is.
    Thank you for this post.

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