"If we refuse to pray until we can elucidate the mystery of prayer, we are as foolish as a man would be who would shut off the rain from his garden until he understands the balancing of clouds."
~ Will Rogers ~
Why is it that we seem driven to make sense of things?
We want to know, "Why?"
And, "Why not?"
And, "What happened?"
And, "What does it mean?"
We are meaning making machines,
Expending endless effort trying to "figure things out"
When no amount of figuring will solve the problem
Because fundamentally, there is no problem-
Only mystery,
And experience,
And an inability to trust what we cannot understand.
I am rich with the mysteries of ongoing daily experience.
