I hope no one misunderstands when I say, “I embrace the mystery of life.” I say it because I really mean it. I am certain that the list of things I will never understand is infinite and I am accepting that calmly. ..or I try to, since I am endlessly curious. Especially at the reasons why we humans do the things we do. Most often as I get older I just say to myself…”Slow deep breath. Slow deep breath. Slow deep breath.” It is all I can do.
My experience of twenty plus years on the front lines of our Medical Model of care in hospitals tells me that the number of times when we really know what is going on with a patient (what’s wrong? why did it go wrong? why now? what can fix it? or how did it fix itself?) are fewer than the times we don’t have a clue. This, despite the fact that the words” I don’t know” are rare indeed. And that leads to suffering and overuse of resources.
Slow deep breath.
Slow deep breath.
Slow deep breath.