One Sure Thing

What remains when all we wish for comes to fruition? Can the mind rest, the body relax – until boredom invariably sets in and we shuffle toward the well, fish a coin from a worn pocket and toss it in; watching as light refracts from its spinning trajectory as it lilts lazily toward the bottom?



Is it simply human to trump up another challenge; to long toward fulfillment – initiating beginnings, striving toward endings – over and over again? Is this the nature of mind – an unquenchable yearning that lives for longing? Is boredom inevitable; universal – or simply an attribute of the creative soul?



The final chapter has been written to this particular tome, though there will undoubtedly be surplus in the offing. Meanwhile, the heart is lightened despite details needing to be grasped and fulfilled. It is not yet time to rest, for there is much to accomplish – the long-awaited transition into freedom of movement. It feels rather like the ball-and-chain prisoner – laboring over rocky fields while burdened with unbearable weight – who has suddenly and inexplicably been granted a reprieve. An encumbrance has been lifted, but can he now rest; will he accept that which has been granted? Or, like a bird nurtured in captivity, will she return again and again to that containment as though it were shelter; as if it held the key to enduring security?



I suspect it’s human to resist change. After all, we work most of our lives to establish vestiges of safety: home, family, possessions. In fact a fellow blogger recently posted a brilliant treatise on this very thing (, just as we ourselves are in the throes of major transition. Fact is, the unknown is all that is known: universes are comprised mostly of what is commonly considered  a void. Might as well get used to it, for accustoming oneself to what is allows one to delight in the journey. If we are willing to explore and master our fears as they emerge, infinite possibilities await!  


6 thoughts on “One Sure Thing

    1. HA, Ronnie! I had a professor at Vermont College – a small, dark, intense woman who would pierce me with her gaze while listening to theories spun from my readings. It’s what most teachers wanted, but not her. She would listen, then calmy reply, often over and over again, “Yes, but what are your Questions?” It baffled me then, and continued to baffle me for quite a number of years. What on Earth could she have meant by that? Now I think I have an inkling. It Is more important simply to Ask the questions, and not even suspect we might Know The Answers.

      At least that’s how I see it.


  1. I don’t think I an even begin to say the depths of joy contained in the phrase ‘infinite possibilities’, for me, at least. That we never close ourselves to those possibilities seems to me to be the very essence of the desired life. I can feel shivers of anticipation as I contemplate all there is yet to do and to explore and to create and people to meet…

    Always, always, there is some kernel contained in what you write (rather, how you write it, beautifully) that carries me off to think and dream and ponder possibilities. To find new questions to ask…


    1. So happy you derive this kind of inspiration from something I put out into the world! Thanks for the affirmation.

      What you say about possibilities lends great perspective. How you describe your relationship to them in a very few words speaks volumes.

      Thanks as always for your input!


  2. Wow, Bela, That was beautiful. What resonates for me are your parting words, “If we are willing to explore and master our fears as they emerge, infinite possibilities await!” I think of this and realise that my fear is bounded within my skin, all inside me. Then what is that technology which makes it project outwards to attach itself to persons and situations, past and the future? I need to gain an insight into the ” cogs and wheels” to see those infinite possibilities…

    Thank you.



    1. Shakti, I am going to re-post in part the comment I made to yours linked to, above – for the benefit of other readers, and also to encourage said readers to explore your post and the great and insightful comments others have made to it. Cheers!

      My thoughts as to ‘why’ we project our fear outward and/or subsequently attach (it?) to others is clear to me only in that I believe humans are great reflectors and refractors – it’s almost as if one of the main reasons we are here in this world is to recognize and marvel at its beauty; to ‘glorify creation’ which I believe is a Biblical expression. So these qualities are innate, or so I suppose. And then due to confusion and conflict, we are thrown or caught off-balance, and the dance begins between what we ‘know’ (as in the remembrance of our innate goodness) and what we ‘practice’ (as the result of our confusion).

      There must be a reason humans are so attachment-oriented. If mothers did not ‘attach’ to their young; if couples didn’t ‘attach’ to one another; if families, friends and communities were not compelled toward ‘attachment,’ we might learn nothing of caring and compassion – and there would be little to anchor us in the chaos of creation. On the other hand, we certainly have mastered transferring those impulses of healthy attachment onto situations, places, things and substances which no longer serve us; indeed unto those which may actually render us harm (and knowing this deep down, are we provoking our own fears?). And so discerment seems imperative – in order that we not only survive, but that we thrive and learn and grow on this earth.


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