Today Canada observes its National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, honoring the children who never returned home from residential schools, the Survivors, and their families and communities. Their stories deserve to be heard on their own terms. Here in the United States, the day has me thinking about the questions we sometimes silence in our own lives. That thought takes me back to an earlier entry:
I have long believed that the truth of just about anything can be found in all the questions you aren’t allowed to ask. A more sobering truth, however, is that often the person who is refusing to allow “the questions” we so desperately need the answers from is the one we face in the mirror. With that being said, I cannot encourage anyone who’s searching for the reasons they’re sinking to the abyss strongly enough to do that most important work of all, which is to sit with yourself in solitude and have what just may be the most important conversation of your life.
(“The Anchor“)
Might I suggest that you “get lost” until you “get found” by following the questions YOU “aren’t allowed to ask” all the way down to the truth? Just sayin’.
