My Panoply of Paradoxes

  • Bertrand Russell’s 1901 Set Paradox: Suppose there exists a barber who shaves only men who do not shave themselves, and shaves all such men. Who shaves this barber?
  • I am no different than anyone else. But I’m not the same as anyone else.
  • If everything happens for a reason, then nothing happens for a reason.
  • My voice is authentic, original, and deeply generative. My voice will be heard! Yet, all is perfect as is, including a world where my voice is not heard
  • “The world is perfect. Yet the compassionate ones act to change it” – Shakti Mhi
  • Trying to find union, or belonging, through words, is to become aware that all words inherently divide: they carve out meaning.
  • You are gone. Yet I know I’ll see you again.

I surrender to the mystery of life, of which these paradoxes are a manifestation. Are these paradoxes not sacred? For if my goal is to find oneness, what better place to start than with dualities that are so clearly screaming for transcendence?