Today, my dears, as a lifelong student of the human journey, I feel like reflecting on the beautiful word mystery. On how we can experience it in our rather hyper and seemingly enlightened 21st century lives.
How can we experience the beauty of mystery, beyond all the old constructs that may no longer ring true to us? Because, in truth, the old ways may feel tired, or loaded, or may trigger us in whatever ways.
Indeed, despite my personal version of all that, mystery matters to me. Though my own beliefs tend toward the existential, I want—and more, I need—to stay connected to the part of me that marveled at life as a child. Children naturally see mystery in everything. Their imaginations are finely tuned to receive the mysterious, to interpret life in mysterious ways. In turn, that way of experiencing life keeps the fires of their imaginations burning.
Adult life is dealing with an enormous
amount of questions that don’t
have answers. So I let the mystery
settle into my music.
Cut to now, 61 years into my own life journey. I’ve marked junctures like the ecstasy of birthing my three sons, and the dark beauty of witnessing my mother’s death as its own rather miraculous rite of passage. In fact, the birth of my first son and the death of my mother 38 years later feel like bookends in my adult experiences of mystery so far. Because the unexpected truth is that I left my family’s vigil for my mother with more of a sense of the mysteriousness of life than ever.
I can see clearly now
Since then, and since I’m fundamentally an explorer of the human journey, I’ve been saying with more and more clarity that we need and deserve to continue to experience mystery throughout our lives. We especially deserve the energy and inspiration that the unexplainable and the irreducible bring to us at just the right moments.
The greatest mystery of existence
is existence itself.
Synchronicity as beauty, and more
Meanwhile, as to how to taste the sweet wine of mystery in daily life, synchronicity is one beautiful companion at the ready. we can allow ourselves to enjoy and be intrigued by all the small and large synchronicities that occur in our lives. These are meaningful coincidences that tend to move us—and often move us forward—in unexpected ways, or that just give us special satisfaction. A moment of beauty. It’s goose-bump territory.
My own life has been a study in synchronicity since my early 20s. The term was coined by Carl Jung to articulate a principle he learned in his studies of Eastern philosophy. I learned of it during a life-changing season when, newly a young mother while still in college, I studied the Holocaust in such depth that my Catholic confidence in life came crashing to the ground.
As soon as we notice that certain types
of event “like” to cluster together at
certain times, we begin to understand
the attitude of the Chinese, whose
theories of medicine, philosophy, and
even building are based on a “science”
of meaningful coincidences.
—Marie-Louise von Franz
Synchronicity ultimately became a healing principle for me, one that I’ve experienced in all shapes and sizes for nearly forty years. And these days I’m awe-struck as well by the deliciousness of my clients’ synchronistic experiences.
Cue “everyday mystery”
Poetry is another possibility for experiencing and expressing mystery. Indeed, it’s one that makes a special difference to me as I seek to describe what I mean by everyday mystery.
You can’t know what I have to share
unless I tell you. And I know,
I know it’s fraught terrain,
no way to cross that threshold with anyone
who hasn’t opened—or who has closed
for whatever reason—
that door. No way now
to offer that wine.
But wait. Or is there? Is a baby’s breath enough,
or a dew-covered tomato shining
through viney profusion
in the backyard next to the fig tree
spilling its jewels?
Because those moments do come,
like sudden lightning that clears the field
and jolts our hearts, too,
that meet their mark.
Words and moments that matter.
So what will I see, feel,
offer, and be fed by today if I watch
to everyday mystery?
Even the question
thrills me, its own moment
The bottom line for me is that a sense of mystery matters in our daily lives, often action-packed as they are. Often nose-to-the-grindstone as we are if we don’t regularly look and listen for the revivifying meaning in unexpected gifts that we didn’t expect to receive.