I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth — and truth rewarded me. -Simone de Beauvoir, author and philosopher (9 Jan 1908-1986)
How do we know what we don’t know? How do we cast off from the shoreline of certainty? How do we write about what we don’t know? How do we willingly enter that river?
It’s a valuable practice to take a week and when someone asks you something, say, “I don’t know.” Sit for twenty minutes doing nothing and let what you don’t know emerge from the silence. Write about what you don’t know. I step from the transport down onto purple soil. There are mountains ahead…or giant creatures…or toxic clouds… I have never met this wo/man before. I walk slowly toward someone I have only dreamed… The ice is melting everywhere. I’m part of a team who are designing a way to stop the attrition. Tomorrow we will..
As always, send me what you write – write toward a truth you have no way of logically knowing.
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