. . . our heart always exceeds us
This is like what erin said this morning in "nameless, as the wind blows". God, and the wind, are everywhere, and from places we don't understand. What in us wants to name, and understand sources? And if we give that part of us, alone, free reign, what part of our wholeness is compromised?
I agree with you, Ruth. It is in the naming and the futile quest for understanding sources that often stumble and lose our way. As Rilke says, we can be spoken to from anywhere and everywhere, and we can comprehend what needs to be comprehended without "understanding" its sources.
we're always there in that place, aren't we? the going toward is only a leaning of the mind through acceptance, isn't it, a more thoughtful witnessing, a recognition?(Oh! you've just caught my throat! i have just looked up to see you witness me.(!))xoerin
Those last two lines say it all.
"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night." ~ Rainer Maria Rilke Go ahead, bloom recklessly!