The mystery of what we are is not about knowledge...
We know nothing, and we cannot know "This."
We think someone knows something and passes on this knowledge,
But it's really about not-knowing anything:
a falling into the mystery.
The next step is unknown...who steps without feet?*
The next breath is not a certainty...who is doing breathing?
Words, if they come, are non-existent until spoken...
But what is heard?
The play of Life is exquisitely perfect.
What "we" want is so irrelevant!
What IS cannot help but rejoice in be-ing..
There is nothing else.
So, we can relax.
In fact, we are already the very essence of relaxation.
"Getting" it or knowing something is not necessary at all.
All is well, as it is.
What we are is beyond knowledge and understanding,
and we can't help but BE it,
YOU ARE THAT.
No thought, feeling, belief, or sensation can annihilate this truth.
* "This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First, to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet." - Rumi