It’s been about three months since I wrote that last post on living the question. And you know what? Rilke was right. When you do live the question long enough, you will eventually live into the answer. I didn’t quite believe it when I wrote it but I certainly wanted it to be true. Now, im right in it – in living the answer. And surely enough, as Rilke predicted, I didn’t even realize it when it happened.
I don’t want to go into too much detail. It’s a bit personal. Let’s just say I got my wish. In a weird, twisted, somewhat roundabout way. And in a sense it’s even better than what I could have come up with as solution.
And Rilke was right on another account, too. The answer was out there all along. But I wouldn’t have been able to live it yet. I needed to reach a certain point, a turning point that kind of let straight into what I would not have chosen out of free will. It turns out, sometimes life leads you right into what is good for you anyway.
I know this must all sound quite abstract, just like this, without further explanation. It has to be this way for the moment. I guess, I just want to get the message out there that it is ok not to know what’s next. It will really sort itself out. Who would have thought I would ever write something like this? Just reading this makes me realize how far I have come on my journey of learning to let go. No way I would have been able to write, let alone mean it, just a year back.
Maybe, just maybe, I’m actually learning to trust life and its mysterious ways. It certainly is a new experience for me. And I must say I’m very carefully, still a bit wary, starting to like its complex workings.
Is there a way to live like this – always? And be happy?
Might it be the way to be happy?
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