If there is one thing that is certain, it’s this: nothing is certain. I look back onto my life and see that the truths and philosophies I once thought to be absolute no longer seem so – rather, they’ve morphed, changed, or completely dissolved into new levels of understanding. This seems to consistently be the case.
As Barry H. Gillespie said, “The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.”
So what is truth, then? Quite possibly ‘truth’ is an ever-changing, fluid body of innate wisdom that never rests. Seeing deeper truths is continuously possible, so long as we are flexible and open. Instead of holding tightly onto those things that we believe, we allow ourselves to change, move, learn, and see the world continuously with new eyes.
We then accept all of life’s perspectives and realities, acknowledging that none of us have the one true answer. So we venture into life using the only compass we have – our own. We sail uncertain seas and, like children, live in wonder.
This is, then, my truth in this moment: My truth is not a fixed point. I’m a student of life, open to new experience and open to possibility. Each day I surrender to the unknowable.
And this is where the magic lies.