So Many Questions

Questions are piling up over here, with very few answers. Isn’t that life? And maybe that is the point: we are meant to reflect, to ponder, to search, to explore.

As a teacher, the emphasis was on inquisition: teaching children to think beyond the obvious, find the tools to research deeper. In this ever-increasing digital age, we want to ensure that students are equipped with the resources and discernment to recognize that you can’t take everything at face value, that ignorance is our enemy, that we must keep asking – even if the answers are elusive.

This week the focus has been on the unanswerable, and while we have acknowledged that answers aren’t always at hand, our combined efforts have inspired thought and hope. Here is what I have gained from your input this week:

“…how can people do/ Horrific reprehensible evil to others….” asks Abandoned Amenities, a question relevant to current world affairs.

“the answer is there, but it’s not,” Paul writes: “certain uncertainty”. (parallax)

“As time passes, the answers thin out.” (one letter UP)

“As long as the sun rises/ The unknowable is the way…” Olga offers
(Stuff and what if…)

“the quest is joyful / paradoxically sound” from wonkywizard

“interconnectedness gone with ignorant winds” Reena Saxena

“if even for a moment…” Heather sparks wonder (Sgeoil)

“Spring/ are you / there waiting?” Hélène asks a question close to all our hearts (Willow Poetry).

“Unplugged and broken” – Ken’s respond made me laugh. (Pictures without film.)

“…how and who?” asks Proscenium. Tongue-in-cheek, of course.

“How long will I live?” asks Antonia, a question most dare not voice.
(Antonia Sara Zenkevitch)

Thank you all for your thoughts, and for making my week.

(Featured image is from my personal collection and asks the question: How long before our disregard for the environment destroys us?)

See you tomorrow for a new challenge.

If I Knew; I’d Change It

I’m struggling with myself. It isn’t the first time, and I’m certain it won’t be the last.

There is no definable reason, and yet my emotional self tries to find blame: it’s Ric’s behaviour; it’s because I’m homesick; it’s my illness.

Rationally, I recognize that my life is full of blessings right now, and this is how depression works. It is a back and forth tug-of-rope between the logical and illogical.

I try to counter every negative thought with a positive one. When my dark self complains that I am trapped and have lost my independence, the lighter side reminds me that I have choices. When the shadows plant seeds of resentment; I fight them with affirmations of gratitude.

Today, I just wanted to stay in bed – let sleep numb the angst, but then Ric suggested a drive and I pulled myself out of it.

When I’m feeling this way, it’s one moment at a time. I distract, remind myself to keep breathing, try to eat healthy.

I feel like I’m biding my time – just waiting for this funk to lift.

Why does this happen? I read once that are hundreds of reasons for depression. Almost all of them applied at the time. Can’t remember any of them right now. Does it even matter?

This too shall pass, I am sure. For now, it’s just one of those unanswerable aspects of life.

(My weekly challenge is unanswerable. When I set the challenge, I had no idea where it would lead. I guess it’s inviting me look at my shadow.)

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #39: Unanswerable

“I always start with questions that I can’t answer.

Otherwise you get bored halfway through if you already know the answers. If you’re asking what seem to be unanswerable questions, then you have to keep showing up.”

– Barbara Kingsolver
From A Talk in the Woods, by Kevin Larimer
Featured in Poets & Writers, November/ December 2018

From the moment I came across this quotation, I knew I wanted to use it in my weekly challenges, and yet, week after week, I have put it off. Not sure why, but today has been elected as the day.

Some questions in life are unanswerable. We may think we’ve found a solution, or come to some understanding, and then wham: life throws us a twist that proves us wrong, or demonstrates that our perception is limited.

I do not, at this point, have any idea how I am going to approach this challenge, other than to stay open, listen to the questions buzzing around my head, and let the muses guide me.

I look forward to your responses.

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