When I was eight my favorite book was Tell Me Why: Answers to Hundreds of Questions Children Ask by Arkady Leokum. Titillating questions like, "Can grasshoppers hear? How much blood is in our body? What is the speed of thought?" fascinated me, more than the answers. What drew my young mind from one question to the next was the experience of searching itself - not grasping or trying to figure out or planning something smart to say in response - but the actual taking in of a given question.

As an adult, I've learned that there is a bit of hope that lives inside a real question. The most powerful ones, it's been said, are those that can't be answered. The poet and writer, Rainer Maria Rilke, captures this point when he writes,

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.

But there is something else...I didn't think of it this way when I was young, but perhaps I sensed it. It is this - In letting questions own me, that is, in listening for and embracing my natural curiousity, I was not only learning how to learn with my head and my heart, I was learning how to love.

It's this sense of wonder that I cherish most from my childhood. It's the best gift my parents, especialy my mother gave me. It's at the core of who I am inside and it's my compass when I get off track and lose my way. It helps me stay with questions when I want desperately to have answers.

One of my guiding questions is how to be a complete human being. That is, what does it mean to think and act humanely, when it's easy but also, when it's difficult? This question guides my work, my relationships and my life. It's challenging at times because I've got a strong need to know - to have a tidy, neatly wrapped box with a bow around it that's the answer. But so far, my sense of wonder brings me back more often than not, to recenter on what matters - not being right, but simply being.

This blog is about my search for and quest to remember my humanity in everyday encounters and experiences, from ecstatic to difficult and everything in between. It's also a place to share and develop what I've learned over the past 30 plus years of a deliberate experiencial search for a kind of truth that is much bigger than me and my world, but that in all likelihood, and in the spirit of Rilke's words, cannot be known. But at the same time, must be asked. It's an experiment of sorts in "Live{ing} the questions now."

What does it mean, for example, to think and communicate using more of our whole self, not just our head, but our inner sensibility, our heart? How can we overcome adversity in a way that makes us grow larger inside, more expansive? How can we talk, dance, argue, work, create with others instead of for or at others? What does it mean to actually be the change beyond platitudes and wishful thinking? And what changes when we do this free of expectation?

And so here I we go in asking the unanswerable question, what does it mean to be a whole human being when it matters most?

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