Questions?

Right now I’m obsessed with questions. Asking questions of anyone that crosses my path.
Asking questions of myself.
I’m like that annoying child that continually asks “why?”.

I recently read an article though, that pointed out that quest is the first part of question.

Quest ~ (noun) a search or pursuit made in order to find or obtain something.
ex) The quest for knowledge.

I love that.
With every question, we go on a quest…some longer than others.
What sort of quest are you on?
My three favorite questions right now are:
Who am I becoming?/Who do I most want to be?
How can I improve?
What can I let go?

Each question calls forth a different response. And sometimes I don’t even respond…I simply ponder. I try to avoid questions with one word answers or ones that don’t allow for opening or a shift of some sort (why is this happening to me? why is this so hard? who are these kids anyway?)

When I meet with something that doesn’t go my way, I ask a question.
How can this be easier? How can I improve the situation?

The quality of our lives is dependent upon the questions we ask.
What are you asking?

Live your way into the answer.