Living Questions

Life’s Answers rarely come in neat columns,

clean rows or straight lines

Nor are they checked off in multiple choice,

Yes/no, fill in the blanks

And no super computer or AI will touch the soul math

Life’s truest questions

What does love look like now?

Why am I here?

Where do I find belonging?

When will time finally act its age?

How do I express my unique authenticity?

Can only be answered by living through the questions intent,

singing into a mutual understanding between the heartmind

and the bellybirth

as if the act of questioning

Creates an ongoing fluid conversation with self& higher Self

in the breath,

ithe bold,

Ithe beauty,

in the bizarre

Everunfolding…

Always listening underneath for the inflection shift,

when you can finally hear in this moment

Life’s questions

become a statement

—

Within this. here. now.

I feel my Truth

An evolving truth in the everunfolding…

May we stay curious and keep singing!