Presence in the Unknown

My path has been a search for the foundation of the longing for truth. The search never felt like a choice for me, it was imperative. There was a rejection of clinging to any tradition, but any pointer  that resonated I paid attention to. 

I find the intellect a valuable tool. I find that an honest intellect even enjoys discovering its own limits. And beyond the intellect's knowing, there is a deeper knowing. That knowing is a presence, a peace,  an ability to be comfortable with the unknown.

Forgetfulness

It seems to me that forgetfulness is in the design. To have experience there have to be boundaries, limitation. Thus we have form, and an ego to protect the form. Limitation is baked into our existence so that Source can experience and know Itself. Transcending form, seeing past the veil, is also an experience. The greatest game of hide and seek ever imagined.