On making friends with our questions

Who are you becoming?

And what questions are accompanying you?

As you look back, what little provocations or deeper probings seem to surface with regularity?

Those that won’t let you go and miss who you are to become.

I suspect we know them by name or at least recognise their shadow.

So why not embrace them and welcome them into the light? They are trustworthy companions for us along the way.

The poet Rilke expresses it beautifully in ‘Letters to a Young Poet’:

“You are young … have patience with all that is unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like closed rooms, like books written in a foreign language.

Don’t try to find the answers how. They cannot be given anyway, because you would not be able to live them. For everything is to be lived.”

+ Rainer Maria Rilke, from the Fourth Letter, in ‘Letters to a Young Poet’, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy

So I am curious, what is your question or questions?

And how did they find you?

Not quite ‘answers on a postcard, please…’ but an electronic reply would be great.

Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿

~ And the relevance of the photograph? None in particular. I just liked taking it and wanted to share its beauty.