Who the Hell Am I?

(With thanks to Carl Jung)

A cork atop the ocean

 

sometimes that is what I know

about myself

about life

about God

I like to think I am a rational being

And that I have insight

(as if this conscious self

is who I am)

And yet

all I actually know about myself

may only be a cork atop the ocean

beneath my conscious point of view

so much more

depths unimaginable

made unseen

by my chaotic mind which stirs the depths

and by the very vastness of all that is

It is funny how things work

how we say and do things

with one intention

but which produce oddly different outcomes

than we intended

We like to think it is all about them...

but perhaps it is the ocean

those things that lurk in the unconscious

like strange creatures of the deep

 

that surface

like the Loch Ness monster

fleeting

half formed

that simply come to the surface and show themselves

telling us, and those we meet

that there is more going on

than even we know

what is in there

in those depths?

What would I learn if I could

only plumb those depths and understand

the deep currents that drive my life?

Perhaps it is time

perhaps it is always time

to dive deep

into the ocean

into that unknown

scary

but also creative source

that is me

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Ps 139:23-24:  Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting. 

 

(Funny how much wisdom is in the Bible isn't it?)