Questions & More Questions
Questions, questions, and more questions.
That is what is on my mind tonight as I try to fall asleep. And so I scribbled in my notebook...
Entry: Tuesday, April 23, 2019
A beautiful, new friend in this virtual space wrote on my post from earlier today: “This made my heart so tender. It is heartbreakingly beautiful how you share yourself and all you have been through. You have indeed suffered more than others and far less than others. This aspect of life and suffering is what makes me pause. It confuses me, confronts me and challenges me. I’m yet to make peace with it. How do you feel about it all?”
Why is there suffering?
Why do some suffer more than others?
How is suffering measured? How is it quantifiable to make an objective comparison?
What is the purpose, the point of our suffering?
How is it decided - who suffers what amount?
How do I feel about suffering? About my suffering? About the suffering of others?
When a question calls to mind not any obvious answers but more overwhelming and seemingly unanswerable questions, what is that telling us?
I have no answers tonight, dear friends. Just questions, questions, and more questions. But that is the starting point to discovery, isn’t it.
And so on and on I will muse, and see what comes to me, in this current iteration of who I am.
If you have any thoughts, musings, perspectives, questions of your own to share, I would love to hear them.
Photography: Paul Behm Photography