Today alone, my mind has felt like its own universe, parallel from the one in which I live but residing within my own soul, overlapping with the universe around me while encompassing all that I am and all that I will be.
Thoughts: they are glorious entities.
I have found myself repeatedly frustrated with the fact that I am experiencing emotions that are seemingly unidentifiable and far beyond my comprehension. While I know the answers to some of these complex feelings reside somewhere within me, I anxiously seek their causes and the answers. The emotions become stronger and more distant, receding further and further into the depths of my heart until I can barely determine how I feel about my feelings. I am a chain of my own misunderstanding. I basically am my own answer, but I can’t figure out what that answer is, thus leaving me confused, disgruntled, and simply dumbfounded. I am myself. Right?
So why do my feelings seem so distant? Why do parts of my soul feel so distant from my mind? What is even going on?
I don’t understand.
…but I’ve learned that that’s okay.
Not only is it okay that I don’t understand, but it is chillingly beautiful and frighteningly human.
Life has reminded me that we do not need to understand everything. True maturity is knowing that we cannot understand and know everything, and that regardless of our stage in life, we will never stop learning and attaining a greater grasp on our world–that which can be seen, felt, heard, tasted, and desired with our entire being.
We are living mysteries, and we will never fully understand ourselves because we are far more complex than we realize. So much is occurring within each cell and organ; we are constantly ruminating on concepts and perceptions within our psyches whether we realize it or not. Even if we do not consider ourselves in a mode of self-discovery, the opportunities to learn about oneself never cease… and that certainly means we have even more to learn about each other, others, God, everything that is, and everything that is not.
I’m on a journey to comprehend as much as I can… and cannot. One reason I write to you is so that we can attempt to comprehend life’s mysteries from our humble humanity, while realizing that as long as we are in this earthly state, mystery will always stand between us and understanding. Unless maybe we understand the mystery, in which case the mystery becomes the understanding and even in our misunderstanding, we are fully comprehending with our hearts and souls rather than our eyes and ears.
Do you understand me? (… because I don’t even know that I do.)