have you ever noticed how quickly something becomes dull once you think you know it? a person you thought you understood. a routine you once enjoyed. a place you used to love. at first there is a curiosity. you are paying attention. you are interested. then, your mind says, i know this. and that’s when the experience begins to go to sleep. not because the thing itself has become less interesting, because you stopped meeting it. you are meeting your memory of it. you are meeting the story you created about it. you are no longer looking with fresh eyes. this happens all the time. we decide we know someone before we actually do. we decide we know someone better than they know themselves. we decide we know what we want. we decide we know we are. without realizing it, we start living our own conclusions. conclusions are comfortable. but they aren’t alive. the unknown is different. the unknown requires trust. you can’t predict it, so you have to pay attention. you have to listen. you have to feel. you have to be willing to discover something you didn’t predict or expect. there is a freshness in that. this is one of the reasons living from the heart feels so different. the heart doesn’t need to have everything figured out. it doesn’t need a plan for everything. it doesn’t know exactly the next step, it can simply say, i’m here. living from what you know says, i’ve seen this before. living from the heart says let me see what is here now. the unknown can feel uncomfortable because we can’t control it, but is exactly where life is happening. you don’t need to know who you are becoming, you can let yourself not know. the moment you becoming willing to say, I wonder… something wakes up. and that something is life.