musing?? critical hope

you are a mystery still and my contentment is here. I am holding grasping less and less, knowing nothing at all. In this cavernous space is everything I could ever want. in the beginning waves of nothing but the POSSIBILITY TO MOVE became movement and they were a vacuum containing no space and infinite energy.

We find ourselves in this same space, in fact this same moment and know every situation to be perfect unique and workable. I am learning that the folly of knowledge is assumption and how to take just what is given and use it in NOW; belief and faith and intent are understood in their fullness through the logical reasoned pursuit of their histories and we find a history of assumption battling a history of empiricism. In this manifestation of the duality of change we must prevail once again in the oneness. From the stillness of observation and pure experience I find a vibration close to equilibrium and it is called critical hope; surprise is its first progeny, discernment its last.