Making Friends with Life’s Mysteries

Some questions will never have answers—but peace begins the moment we stop demanding one and start listening to what the mystery is teaching us.

Do you want to drive yourself nuts? Do you want to give yourself sleepless nights? If you do I can tell you how to do it. You won’t need an extra cup of coffee right before bed. You won’t have to read a frightful story while you’re waiting to close your eyes. You won’t have to look at all kinds of digital optics flashing at you to keep you awake. All you have to do is ask yourself why and try to figure out why something happened in your life when there is no apparent answer for it happening. Some things in our life are a mystery and they are meant to say a mystery. The great philosophers tell us to learn to live the mystery. I’ve never quite figured out what they meant by that. My own way of looking at it is to try, and sometimes it is extremely difficult, to make friends with the mystery. The answer to the mystery will never be given to us, at least in this lifetime. I think it’s there to teach us a lesson, perhaps many lessons. As we begin to learn the lessons the power of the mystery over us begins to lesson. We will all experience mysteries. We may as well make friends with the mysteries in our life and not let seeking an answer keep us awake.

What mystery in your life have you struggled to accept—and how might befriending it bring you a sense of calm or clarity?

Song ~ A Poem by Jacques Prevert


A Love That Transcends Time: The Everyday Miracle


What if the most profound truths are found not in the grand events of life, but in the unnoticed, everyday acts of love and being?

Song

Jacques Prevert

What day is it
It’s everyday
My friend
It’s all of life
My love
We love each other and we live
We live and love each other
And do not know what this life is
And do not know what this day is
And do not know what this love is

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Reflection:

Prévert’s Song captures a fragile yet enduring truth—how we live and love without fully understanding the forces shaping us. In just a few lines, he weaves together the ordinary and the eternal: “It’s everyday” becomes both a calendar mark and a quiet philosophy. Love is lived before it is defined, and life is shared before it is understood. This poem is a whisper reminding us that presence, not comprehension, may be the truest form of meaning. We don’t need to know what the day is to live it fully. We don’t need to understand love to be transformed by it. Life is not a puzzle to be solved, but a song to be sung—out of tune at times, perhaps, but always worth singing.


3 Questions to Dive Deeper:

  1. How does not knowing what life or love “is” actually deepen our experience of them?
  2. What does it mean to live fully in the “everyday” without needing certainty or clarity?
  3. In your own life, what small, repeated acts reflect deep love that words could never explain?

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