Here is the first paragraph of an essay of mine that has just been published in the Winter 2020 edition of Kosmos, Journal for Transformation:
“For the longest time I wanted to belong, so I looked for ways to fit in with what I perceived everyone else already understood. It took years before I realized that I was not alone in my uncertainty. In the rearview mirror of the passing years, I can now see that we all arrived into a world about which we only knew what was written in our genes. We all arrived cold, hungry, and full of aches and pains, experiencing the pain of having had our skulls compressed as the price of admittance. How could we feel well prepared, when we were cast into empty space and didn’t know we had wings?“
This essay expresses the way I have come to view the world, and my life playing out within it. And so I want to share it with anyone who reads my weekly blog posts:
Congratulations! I read the essay from Kosmos. I couldn’t find the link to comment of that site. Beautifully written! I resonate with your line of how we can’t tolerate not knowing and so we settle for semblances of knowing… Profound, and profoundly true. Reminds me of TS Eliot “”We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time.” We can’t be afraid of exploration!
I love this piece! One of your best ones, I think. I was going to comment as soon as I got the email alert, but your email go buried beneath a bunch of others, and tonight I’m digging through them all.