The Knowingness of Being

I had a simple thought the other day, which I expressed to a friend. Without knowing it my friend helped to elevate that simple thought to this …

My thought was that I desire to know the truth of love. A simple thought in itself.

My friend said that she wanted to not only BE loved, but to KNOW it as well. Her thought sent me into a stream of reasoning about the differences between BEING and KNOWING.

I can BE a mother just by virtue of becoming impregnated and bearing a child. Anyone with a mature-enough working reproductive system can be a mother. I’m proud to say that I also KNOW what it is to mother a child.
Likewise, any woman can BE a wife by purchasing a marriage license and having a pronouncement by a preacher. Let no man put asunder … Done. But some women, once married, don’t KNOW what it is to BE a wife. My belief is that we marry too young and we marry without understanding what we value first. And because of that, we go through marriages without ever giving them the worth that they deserve … without knowing what it means to be married. I hope to one day KNOW what it means to BE a wife.
But for right now, single again after 16 years of marriage, I’m BEING me. So completely me. Discovering who I am, and sometimes feeling like it’s for the first time, has been truly surreal. Now knowing what I know creates a space of grace for the unknown.

Let's see what happens. Who knows … ya know?? ☺



Bisous!