By: Jana Greene
I don’t watch the news. At all.
I used to think that it made me a horribly unpatriotic American if I didn’t know EVERYTHING going on nationally and globally. I now know that it only makes me a person protecting her fragile mental health. PERIOD. If it’s earth-shattering, it will crawl across my Facebook feed, and I will deal with the anxiety as it presents.
“I don’t know” is one of my favorite phrases these days.
As a former fundamentalist, I also used to think I had all the answers…. the important ones anyway. It was my security blanket; all I’ve ever known. But having shed that blanket, I can see how threadbare it was. I took it to bed with me every night because surely to know what’s going on is certainty, right?
“Fundamentalist” means that a belief it rooted in something so obviously true, it’s fundamental.
“I don’t know” was the antithesis of faith and the admission of weakness, back in the day. Thinking you know the purpose of your life and everyone else’s makes you cocky like that – demanding that no questions are asked, and no boat is rocked.
Knowing facts about people, places, things, and the state of the world has nothing to do with our primary purpose…
Which is to love.
Knowing is collecting “facts” with which to make judgments. Making judgements is central to our survival as a species but is useless when determining whether or not to invest in other humans. Above all else, we need connection; to be understood beyond “head knowledge.”
Knowing is not loving, you see.
“But what if they are all so WRONG?” I mean LOOK AT THIS MESS!
Yup. That’s a mess right there. Everywhere. Messy, messy, messy.
These days, I have no earthly idea what the hell is happening. If I peek onto a news site, I regret it almost immediately. I can’t handle what is going on in the Ukraine, although I pray for the people regularly. I can’t handle the imagery, the crushing sadness of it. I can barely handle what’s up in my own body some days.
Here’s the truth: It’s not that I don’t care. Empaths care entirely too much about what’s happening. I’ll say it: My fragile mental health simply cannot hande a constant stream of doom and despair. I absorb like a sponge and it’s really hard to wring myself back out when I “go there.”
“I don’t know” comes in handy in a myriad of ways.
I don’t know anymore where the world is going. I used to believe in prophesies of old, but they are awfully dark, and my mind is already prone to going dark places already. I have a tendency to wallow in my dark places, so I don’t need extra help gathering fuel for the fire. I’d rather be light and salt to this crazy place, and I’ve learned that if I’m a sniveling Chicken Little screaming “the sky is falling!” whilst running in circles, it behooves no one. Sniveling Chicken Little used to be my spirit animal.
I don’t know why I’m chronically sick and in pain all the time. It certainly doesn’t seem fair. I’ve read everything about my conditions. I know ALLTHETHINGS about it. It doesn’t help me put one foot in front of the other on hard days. That’s LOVE, baby. Not knowledge. Not fear.
I’ve shaken my fist at the Almighty. I’ve had cross words with God. All because “I DON’T UNDERSTAND!” But in my unknowing, I don’t blame God, bargain with God, turn my back on God anymore. Because even though I don’t know and understand the why’s of it, I don’t believe it hinders his great love for me at all.
I’ll go so far as to say, I wasn’t ready to surrender to LOVE until I was ready to say, “I don’t know.” And it’s a learning curve every day.
It doesn’t bother me that I don’t know things. But I hope Love never stops revealing itself to me, in its purest, unknowable glory.
You shall know the truth, and it shall set you free. And the truth is Love only. Pure and simple.
And if you are an extreme feeler too, this is your sign to step away from the media madness.
Blessed be friends.
3 thoughts on “I Don’t Know (and it’s okay)”
Jana, as per usual, your words tell the TRUTH!
The world is blessed by your talent!
I am extremely blessed by knowing you!
Exquisitely accurate, ameliorating and awful all at the same time ” i don’t know” is my regular riposte, and then back to loving, being loved and living loved and sending love to you too, brave and beautiful, Jana
The mainstream news media networks are so lopsided in their heavy focus on bad news they present an inaccurate and toxic view of the world. People are getting tired of this toxicity. That’s why I collect good news stories on my blog every Tuesday – seeking balance.