Bewildered

 

The feeling of confusion or perplexity, that arises when one encounters something unexpected or is beyond the understanding.

Realizing the mind as more to oneself is indeed bewildering, but bewilderment and non-bewilderment are of a single essence.

One could say that life itself is a spectrum of bewilderment, where each of us vibrated at some unique frequency attracted to the light like a rainbow.

Every belief will be outgrown in time and is something what one need to stop correcting, for we fall short so beautiful.

It is the trouble what creates intelligence for the world is an experiment in inventing validity, and conviction is its only proof.

It is the bewildering story between love and ego and there is no place stranger than here.

Change the cleverness of the ego with bewilderment of the heart that is a true comprehension that transforms any inspiration.

Bewilderment establishes intuitive awareness.

Not knowing where you are going is the true knowledge.

Wisdom is finding joy in bewilderment in the life of people who no longer want to lie to themselves anymore.

They approach the problems with humor and its measure of wisdom, knowing that any loss comes around in another form.

The bewilderment is the beauty of what the love of being, loves to do.

As long one looks at things not understanding, it is bewilderment and not a void. Silence and its bewilderment is the language of God, all else is a poor interpretation.

The divine order in constant creation through the path of love and compassion has no uncertainties.

Taking refuge in adoration and not in explanation is bewilderment of the shallow emotions that gets used in all media.

Love is the willing surrender and the resignation to the will that teaches everything, for it is without beginning or end.

Bewilderment is like a rhythm and a form of comparison that is waiting for the base to give its theme or chord, the voice on top becomes poetry.