Sometime questions really stay the most potent and transformational when they can just stand on their own. And you live with them over a period of time, and you come back to them. And then you see something different in the question or you feel something different about your response.
may my longing allow me to show up and not turn away…
inquiry for today~ how will you pray today?
A longing to wander tears my heart
when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening.
If one listens to them silently for a long time,
the longing reveals its kernel,
It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering,
though it may seem to be so.
It is a longing for home,
for a memory of the mother,
for new metaphors for life.
It is home.