The more I know, the more I realize I don’t know.
This year has been an absolutely incredible opportunity for growth. I feel it. Life is expanding faster than I’ve ever experienced before. In this time of learning I have realized how much I didn’t know, and how beautiful of an experience it is to say the words ,“I don’t know” with peace in my heart. In ‘not knowing’ my mind can remain open to new ideas, new people, new conversation, and new ways to love. In not having everything figured out all the time, I am open to growth, God, and further revelation.
The old me always wanted to know. This made her feel safe. She wanted to formulate an opinion as quickly as possible, and then stood so dang firm in it—convinced her way was the right way—unwilling to hear anyone who might shake her. The old me thought she knew everything. She was suffering from her “knowing”.
I now realize that to “know” something...
I was at the doctors office the other day and there was a little screen that kept popping up quotes on depression statistics. I thought of you. Any of you who might be struggling with the weight of the world right now. Then this little bit of advice popped up on the screen. It read,
Rules for happiness:
- Something to do.
- Someone to love.
- Something to hope for.
I instantly started smiling at the simplicity, wrote it down and keep looking at it deciding what my three things are.
Here is what I have so far:
Something to do: Come online and spread a little bit of healing in these squares.
Someone to love: The girl living inside of my skin. My husband. My kiddos. Whoever it is that stands before me.
Something to hope for: Our little business adventure down in Blackfoot.
So I’m curious to know, what are your three things? Comment below