Sunday, March 20, 2011
"Knowledge is frightening, but if a warrior accepts the frightening nature of knowledge he cancels out its awesomeness. Knowledge is a most peculiar affair, especially for a warrior. Knowledge for a warrior is something that comes at once, engulfs him, and passes on." --from "Tales of Power," by Carlos Castaneda
Sometimes a good scare is just the thing. It's cleansing, everything shakes out. Sometimes it's OK to feel the wind that accompanies the opening of the gate of life and death. It's a heads-up, carpe diem reminder of the truth of mortality. At least that's what I'm thinking in the aftermath of the near-miss on Friday. I feel very clear as I integrate the experience. Instead of the usual pattern in which I would be working with the experience as if it were a dream (i.e. what does it mean that one car was black, the other white, etc.) I'm just letting the experience be.
I am somehow capable, don't know why, of perceiving the near-miss as knowledge that came at once, engulfed me, then passed through. Right now, somehow I am able to sit with it instead of trying to transform it into something that means something. It's kind of miraculous.
It was a big deal. Wow. Happy Sunday to all. Shalom.