Lesson 3

I do not understand anything I see on this room [on this street, from this window, in this place]. ~ Lesson 3, ACIM

To recognize and accept that I do not understand anything, when I really took that all the way in, liberation was inevitable.

Not only did I no longer need to figure it out.

I no longer needed to assume. Or ruminate. Or judge.

Things could simply be.

So I could simply be.

And whatever needed to be understood would be revealed in time.

Or not.

And still I could simply be.

Wholly undisturbed.

Don’t get me wrong, I do not abide by this in every moment, but it settles more deeply in me every day.

And the remembrance is a gift.

To not understand anything allows me space to get curious, rather than tell myself a story.

It allows me to ask questions rather than make meaning and then attach to it.

It also makes being wrong when I do forget, feel less serious and egregious.

Which means I also am way less apt to make others wrong when I perceive something they do as not aligned with what I think they should do (which I couldn’t possibly know anyway).

Loving myself and others becomes easy.

It’s a natural expression of living with no resistance to what is present now.

I am simply the observer.

And through this lens, what’s not to love?

Even when I don’t like it I can still find the love, peace and curiosity in the space of the unknown.