100 Words: Don’t Know

I resist not knowing how things will go
And yet
What do I really know for sure?

When I stop to think about it, most of modern reality seems unreal
and nothing, or very little anyway, is for sure.

Everything changes. That may be all I know for sure.

And yet we pretend we know, we act as if we know even as we float in the groundlessness.

So.
I don’t know.

My practice is to relax into the reality of not knowing
To feel my breath moving,
My fingers writing,
My ears listening to a cover of Bruce Springsteen.