There comes a point when another thought no longer brings another answer. The possibilities multiply. Logic grows tired. Something remains unresolved. π΅βπ«
Perhaps you read philosophy. Perhaps meditation and mindfulness draw your attention. Perhaps you have never called it anything. You simply notice that life keeps exceeding the explanations given to it. π«¨
There is a place here for that curiosity.
For the exhaustion of thinking everything through. For silence, uncertainty, and the strange familiarity of a question that keeps returning.
The unknown is already part of every life. What remains open is the relationship with it. The impulse to control it. The fear of entering it. The possibility of meeting it with wonder. β¨
Nothing needs to be settled before you enter. πͺ
What have you been wondering about?