Poem: Beginner’s mind

Beginner’s mind
 
comes naturally to me.
 
My mind often 
Feels spacious, almost blank. 
It’s like that sensation 
When you first awake.
You’ve forgotten everything 
You ever knew. 
 
I love that moment. 
Then quickly I deflate 
When all my cares 
Start creeping in, 
Oppressing me once again
After I regain consciousness. 
 
Here’s the downside, and why it is scary:
I fear that I’m too often in a fog. 
That I may just be losing everything I ever knew. 
 
Once upon a time, I was a historian 
Who knew facts. 
Dates, people, places… 
Treaties, leaders, battles, laws… 
Births, deaths, ascensions to the throne.... 
It’s mind blowing now 
To consider how much I knew then, 
And now don’t. 
 
But: 
Maybe it’s not that at all. 
Maybe it’s just that
I’ve always loved starting 
From first principles. 
 
I have the revolutionary’s bent, 
To begin fresh and new, 
Discard old ideas, traditions.
I like to go to the heart of a question 
And then ask more questions,
Forge novel connections,
Brainstorm unheard-of answers. 
 
In any case, 
I have realized over the years 
That it is not how much we know. 
It’s not even (entirely) who we know. 
It’s not our position or job. 
 
It is our connection to one another… 
It is seeing and recognizing right from wrong… 
It is raising awareness of each step, each choice…
It is working towards courage, wisdom, justice. 
 
We can always stop and ask: 
Is it in harmony with my values? 
Does it help me to become better, 
To do the right thing? 
 
Every day, every one, a new opportunity.
 
 
 
-       Meredith Alexander Kunz,  2020

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