John Keats, the great English Romantic poet, writing about the qualities needed for full openness to the infinite depth of the world and of the person:
When man is capable of being in uncertainties,
Mysteries, doubts,
without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.
Letter to George and Tom Keats, December 1817
photo: heather
Mindfulbalance 
Can there really be a tolerance for not knowing if one is capable of understanding but is too impatient or lazy to put fort the effort?