embracing.the.mystery

via shanti.love.yoga

i have a great big love for questions of this sort.

questions that lead to more questions.

questions that hurt your brain after a bit.

questions that unsettle your particular view of things.

here's another such question found in one of Mary Oliver's poems:

Watching a Documentary about

Polar Bears Trying to Survive on the Melting Ice Floes

That God had a plan, I do not doubt.

But what if His plan was, that we would do better?

Been thinking that maybe I love questions because

I have very few answers? After all, I suppose it's a wise idea to love the things you have in abundance.