Questions can be uncomfortable.
They sit at the intersection of the known and the unknown and make us feel vulnerable.
Yet if we can exchange the confidence of certainty for the curiosity of possibility, then perhaps we have a future.
Not just a gilded past.
Or as Rainer Maria Rilke once wrote to a young poet:
“I ask you, dear sir, to 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 now. They cannot be given anyway, because you would not be able to live them. For everything is to be lived.”+ Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letter Four (dated July 16, 1903), in Letters to a Young Poet, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy, 2021
And I suspect this applies to more than our personal lives.