Questioning and curiosity make me come alive. Fostering the longing to know. The desire to experience all the good that I do not even know I don't know. The unknown unknowns. Rumi says, 'Why when God's world is so large, did you have to fall asleep in a prison?'
Every morning of our lives we awake into an ocean drenched with symbolism and synchronicity. It is these sights, sounds and encounters that are the icons to the holy meaning of our lives.My first date with my wife in a local restaurant where I'm from in Ireland called Matt the Thresher in Birdhill County Limerick is a high feast of meaning that comes to mind for me now.
For ten years I taught in an adult education college in Ireland. It's a school for adults returning to education through a social welfare scheme. Many would have left school very early. I was in my early 20s and was assigned a one to one class with a beautiful old woman to teach her very basic reading and writing. I used to love our classes together, she was such a warm and gentle spirit, full of old wisdom and she gracefully tolerated my attempts to teach her something that she really didn't feel was all that important. But one day I came into the classroom and noticed that she had a very nasty black eye. She was obviously very shaken in her self too. I pretended not to notice anything and carried on with the class. About ten minutes in when I asked her some question I'll never forget how she turned to look at me. 'You always have to understand where people are coming from Owen', she whispered to me, 'You always have to understand where people are coming from.'
To see western society one day recall the memory of the beauty of humanity - to reinstate that beauty into the fundamental core of our ideology.
The beauty and ferocity of your questioning is the measure of the world that awaits you.