The Art of Unknowing

Where do I love you?

Where do I feel you?

How do you move it—

Between our realms?

How does your heart

Make such choices?

Why does your wild soul

No longer long for wonder?

Who has hurt you

So deeply, so much?

Who dared to break

The essence of what is?

The innocence of a moment,

The vulnerability of raw being,

The naked soul in full exposure,

The terror of transcendence.

The sacred betrayal by gods,

The bitterness of divine power,

The liberation that is forced—

It doesn’t feel true to the soul.

The rejection of inner truth,

Self-protection and denial—

The fear is so strong, so real,

It pulls you into a cruel illusion.

This pretty lie that says you know,

A clever belief in secure certainty,

This self-delusion of mastery—

Of controlling what’s to come.

The fear of the unknown runs deep.

Even though everything is unknown,

You still pretend you can predict,

Plan a future you think you know.

You keep repeating the same scene,

You play the same familiar role.

The known past feels safe enough—

Enough to doubt the emergence.

History is there to learn from,

Not to blindly reenact again.

No matter how you circle back,

The future won’t obey your limits.

The future is raw endless potential of magic—

Impossible—yet held within all probability.

It cannot be predicted for sure and firm

Only co-created. In the volatile unknown.

If the future feels certain to you,

You’re still stuck in survival fears.

You’re trapped in a trauma movie—

Not really living in this moment.

If you can’t be okay with doubt,

If you can’t relax in the unknown,

If you need to control what’s coming,

You’re not fully alive or real. Not yet.

The safety of the known is overrated.

It blinds you to your deeper desires.

It disconnects you from the beauty

Of co-creating coexistence together.

You think knowledge is a sort of power,

That it brings freedom and safe control.

But you couldn’t be more wrong about it.

Knowledge is useless if you’re still afraid.

It will only amplify and empower

The shame and fear already within.

It may make you intense and profound—

But without wisdom, you are not truly free.

Wisdom doesn’t care for mere data.

It doesn’t live in numbers or usual reason.

Wisdom seeks experience of the unknown—

It honors innocence, praises emergence.

Knowledge is a tool for a simple judgment,

For confidently labeling right and wrong.

It calms the mind through self-convictions

Built from narrow and limiting beliefs.

But wisdom plays a different game.

It suspends all need for judgment,

Perceives shared reality naked

Like an infant sees all as divine.

Wisdom is the curiosity of the unknown.

It’s the lived beauty of messy and wild life.

It’s the embodied truth of authentic desires.

It’s about courage and will—not intelligence.

No data can offer a remedy

To magically erase your fears.

No matter what you understand,

It means little if you don't dare to feel.

Mental understanding isn't enough.

Knowing in your head is just hollow

If belief isn’t turned into experience—

Then you don’t know truth or wisdom.

No matter the story you keep telling,

No matter the fairytales you hold dearly,

No matter the deceptive past or pain—

Only surrendering to the unknown is real.

The Master knows she walks forever.

She is never in a rush—she takes her time.

She welcomes existence in full presence,

With curiosity—not judgment or assumptions.

Past traumas aren’t her protectors;

They are inner resources to openness,

Experiences of even wider embodiment,

Wisdom from her fully lived humanity.

She’s not afraid of the unsure unknown.

She also knows suffering is still optional.

She lets pain and joy be her wise guidance,

Listening instead of avoiding them blindly.

She co-creates with all of reality the same.

There is no good or bad in her perception—

All is perfectly imperfect in her awareness.

But some things resonate, and some do not.

Her power is in surrender, not defense.

She trusts Life and Love unconditionally.

She chooses courage, confidence, and strength—

To transcend fear and welcome the outrageous love.