L E T T E R from Jo – Forever Unfolding – The Broad Place
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L E T T E R from Jo – Forever Unfolding

At any given point in time, we never really know what’s actually going on. We have the experience, the moment, the situation but the bigger picture, the full story, the actual meaning usually unfolds gradually over time. Perspective means that labelling things as good or bad, fortunate or unfortunate, wrong or right will likely be temporary until the final reveal, the full known consequence. This may take a while or even forever. Broadening our horizon and the lens with which we take on our daily life can help us to accept it as it is, a neutral stance. From this position we can respond through a more expanded state with more options, more choices and more connections.

I love the idea that we’re continuously unfolding, never quite finished, with any general sense being made over time and still with an underlying air of mystery. By holding off on our judgment and  keeping it open with an “I wonder what happens next?”, we can fast track to acceptance of what is and begin to navigate through with all our internal resources and creativity.

A good reminder that we never really know what’s going on in the moment is this wonderful Taoist story…

“Once upon a time, there was a wise old farmer who had worked on the land for over 40 years. One morning, while walking to the stable, he noticed that his horse had run away. His neighbours came to visit and with great sympathy said to the farmer, “Such bad luck”.

“Maybe,” the farmer replied.

The following morning, however, the horse returned, bringing with it five other wild horses. “Oh, how lucky you now have six horses!” the neighbours all exclaimed.

“Maybe,” the farmer replied.

The following afternoon, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses and was thrown off, causing him to break his leg. The neighbours came to visit and tried to show sympathy and said to the farmer, “how unfortunate”.

“Maybe,” answered the farmer.

The following morning military officials came to the farmer’s village to draft young men into the army to fight in a new war. Observing that the farmer’s son’s leg was broken, they did not draft him into the war.

The neighbours congratulated him on his good luck and the farmer calmly replied, “Maybe”.

I have an intention this week to “Be more like the farmer”, will see how this unfolds 🙂 – I hope you may join me…

Lots of love,

Jo x

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