no book is complete. in fact, your imagination and belief structure is constantly filling in gaps and interpreting words and ideas, based on the perspective of one author (or council, agency, sect, special interest, or society), filtered and remade through your perception again.
no one person has all the answers, nor is capable of doing or being everything we need.
no one source of information is enough to fulfil our many facets and dimensions of understanding… that is, until we transcend the transient and solidified encumbrances of structured, limited reality. such is not of this particular arena, though we can certainly learn to tap into it at will.
there is a lot of data available to us. from our thoughts, our heart murmurings, our experiences – shared and solitary – and our senses. these days, it’s a general assault from all directions, and it’s quite easily overwhelming.
but, it’s just information. it’s just stuff happening. it’s things we learn to deal with, to understand, or not, and to keep, or to discard.
the more time we spend attached to anything, the less opportunity we give to the flow of refined and more applicable information.
we’re addicted to control, to ownership, dominion, and labeling it all. we have religious inclinations, both in spirituality, and in science. we tend to be easily drenched in the numbing particulars and rudimentary repetitiveness, rather than open to natural and organic processes.
we have clocks everywhere, reminding us of schedules and timings and the tick-tock soul-drain of society’s rigmarole. we think it’s important to “adult”, when we need only to look to our nearest toddler to remember the play is the thing.
it’s important, perhaps, to know how long to boil an egg, not, however, to time the exploration of an out-of-body (or, out-of-mind) adventure, or to limit the story of the invasion of the seashell people into the ever-crumbling sandcastle.
what they say to you, what’s posted on facebook, what’s in the headlines, what dances across your mind, is information. it may suit your story, or not. it may serve you, or not. let it linger, if it feels right to savor it, then carry on.
life asks us always to be curious, wondering, expanding, seeking our gems, and gifting our love.
all the rest is noise.