To invite not knowing, is to invite mystery into your life.
Can you be okay with not having the answers? We try to explain so many things in life, and so much of it is just a bunch of bull-crap!
Are you comfortable with silence? When we are still, we can feel into what is happening rather than talking about or explaining it. Opening to the mystery of life, the deepening. To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly. Breathing a sigh of relief of not knowing. How exciting to not know what's next.
Curiosity is not asking why but moreover has a quality of openness. Can you be open to the mystery?