WORDS LIKE LIGHT
Tuesday, February 15, 2022
Here’s my question for today: Where does understanding come from? When a thought suddenly fills my life with clearness, where did it originate? The easy answer, of course, is that it came from my brain, but where did that answer come from? More and more, as my 80 years have passed, I realize that true understanding is not made of matter, is not a piece of ‘stuff’ that can be measured and dissected. Real understanding, when it comes, spreads out inside us like sunrise, and who can measure and appraise a sunrise? When I need to know the way to go, sometimes, if I stay silent and accessible, discernment somehow starts shining inside and all around me, like a sky of stars stretching out. If I ask where this understanding came from, I just shake my head in peaceful incomprehension.