Epiphany time? I have been wondering, pondering just why stillness and quietness is so important. Perhaps even the most important thing you can do. Monks and sages and highly spiritual folk are still and quiet – sometimes at all times.
I have been thinking a lot recently about how I don't really know anything. How nobody really knows anything. It is the sheer vastness of knowing that reduces it to nothing at all. (This makes perfect sense to me though it is hard if not impossible to explain. Tough tooty.) I mean knowing how to design a satellite or repair nerves in a human brain does not make you anywhere near close to 'all knowing'.
Recently when I think, I am almost constantly in a place of a 'what makes me think I know this' mindset. It's kinda driving me crazy. Nevertheless, it is where I am. This brings me back to stillness and quietness. Perhaps my spirit is telling me to shut the hell up. To be quiet. To be still. To stop presuming to know anything at all.
Another turn towards up.
Perhaps knowing anything in the outside world does not matter. Perhaps knowing anything does not matter.
This seems very Zen to me.