Be Hopeless

The only thing we can be sure of is that we will never find what we are searching for.
Why? Because we are searching for that contentment which brings an end to the search. Our search is made out of discontentment.
The substance of the search is what Buddha called Dukkha, suffering. Dukkah is not abject pain, but something far more insidious: a restlessness of mind. This restlessness hides behind every search.
Our true goal is not to find anything, but to dissolve this gnawing restlessness. Then we can know what it is to be free, to flower as Being. That flower requires innocence and courage. The courage to rest a little while in hopelessness...
Have you noticed? When you fail, or lose, or come to the end of a relationship, you are disappointed. Our culture teaches us to be ashamed of that condition, and to identify disappointment as "suffering." But in truth, it is a marvelous opportunity to be free.
Be dis-appointed. Drop out of time. There is timelessness in disappointment.
If we honestly observe, there is relief, there is rest, there is a space of infinite possibility in disappointment, an opening for something new.
An enlightened culture would not tell us to be ashamed of failure, and force us to take up a new search. An enlightened culture would tell us, "Just stay here. Embrace your hopelessness. Be free from the search for awhile."
We find our truth in the space between searches, between desires, between hopes. Stay here and be care-free as a new-born. Then start to play.
Out of hopelessness, comes freedom from care. Out of freedom from care comes playfulness. Out of play comes our creativity, our flowering, always in the present moment.
These hopelessly inspired thoughts emerged from a failed poem.

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