The universe doesn’t reveal its secrets to the half-hearted, but to those who are willing to fully engage.
“To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow,
All rewritten to me, and I must get what the writing means.”*
This isn’t like reading a book. The universe must be breathed in, consumed – as a prime experience.
Half-heartedness plays it safe. There’s risk involved in breathing deeply, exerting ourselves in pursuit of something which matters. Risk asks us for everything from us, to be full-hearted:
‘Vulnerability is not knowing victory or defeat, it’s understanding the necessity of both; it’s engaging. It’s being all in.’**
Our creativity increases as we move from the familiar to the unfamiliar, as we take our “art” into new lives and new places and new scenarios, to breathe these in deeply and then having to breathe out.
The half-hearted find it easy to pass comment on how you could do things better or differently, or not at all, whilst never stepping out of what they’ve always known and done. Trying to read the universe from the outside, they will always be fearful of taking deeper breaths.
‘”Can I get to exquisite without having to feel really vulnerable?” “No.”‘**
We’ll never be perfect an we’ll never be complete, but we;re enough and have enough to begin. Maybe the only hope for the half-hearted is to ‘Embrace your flaws’^ and step into deeper life.