Relax into the Mystery.  Trust the Unknown, it will see you through.

The ground here in Prince George is covered in snow and the sky is a blanket of cloud.  Almost-white on white.  Only days ago I was in southern Ontario where the temperature got as high as 17 and the skies were brilliant blue.  One long day of travel brought me from fall to winter.

I'm back in BC approaching the end of the known.  That is to say, I have a workshop to give here in Prince George and then one in Kelowna (if there is enough registration) and then I have no set plans, just a sense of going south. 

During the shamanic ceremony that I took part in a month ago, I was so moved towards the unknown that I started practicing thinking to myself, "I don't know".  And then I practiced saying it out loud.  This may have been puzzling or humorous for the others in the ceremony to hear, especially since we all had our eyes closed for the duration of the ceremony.  Nonetheless, I wanted to get comfortable with saying the words, "I don't know," and with enjoying the feelings that come with the words.  So I practiced several times until I was smiling along, almost laughing with the words.

Wherever I go and whatever I do after Kelowna, whatever I do now for that matter, I want to be moved by love and inspiration.  So, when I'm aware that my mind is trying to take the helm and chart a course of comfort and security - planning from fear - I bring myself present, go inside, breathe, and listen. And practice saying, "I don't know."  Breathing into the present with a willingness to not know seems as good a plan as any for meeting up with love and inspiration.

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