What I know.

What do I know ?

What do I know ? Much, I should say. About things, phenomena, life, people in general, society, economy and politics. What I know nothing about is other people in particular except those I have lived and interacted with. I know some about about members of my family and a couple of friends with whom I have shared experience, who’ve trusted each other enough to open their selves from time to time. And about almost everyone I have met and observed, even heard about, from their behaviour relative to the condition they are in or life situation they are facing.

What I know about the other person is always Held in trust, with a sense of responsibility to not allow contempt, bred out of my familiarity with the person, to takeover my disposition. Or, to look upon the person as someone from hell, come to wrap up my own in his own shadow.

I cannot say that I was always thus responsible and successful at safekeeping of such trust. But from the time I felt accountable to myself about 35 years before, I remember keeping a strange kind of kinship with people about whom I knew. It might not mean much on the surface, in terms of expressed Relationship, but the relatedness existed in an unspoken, rather solemn way. It was like Love felt in secrecy, often without involvement of the other person over decades or ever a loving word exchanged informally. It wasn’t the love we mean in our daily usage, of something effusive, interactive, acts of giving and receiving, or identity bound to a mutual relatedness.

It is a love that is entirely my own for the being I knew about. Its presence or rise was not dependent on sensuous impact for, say, the form in sight, words in the ear or being held close in contact. The real difference in the nature of two kinds of love was that the one within, resting solely on what I knew of the other, could expand to include all beings, the entire universe, while the love bound to relationship cannot. The latter has limited scope of spreading for very practical reasons; it can only be particular, not generalised.

In sum, this is what I know :

“As we know, keep what we know non-transactional and safe in our trust, so shall we love for the sake of what we know alone.

“Love transacted perforce has its rules, bounds and limits. It is at best like the tip of an immense iceberg.”