There are days when the question arises—
not out of despair, but out of clarity:
what is the point of waking again
to the gold of morning
if I can’t sense purpose in it?
Life is precious, fragile.
Yet still I must ask.
If I didn’t question,
I wouldn’t roll out of bed.
My seeking has always cut close—
never small things,
always the big ones:
Where did we come from?
Why am I here?
What good is a life
that only consumes
until the light winks out?
If the Mystery were solvable,
would consciousness stop evolving?
What use is this mind
if it doesn’t widen the field of inquiry?
I live in wonder
and wonder why more don’t.
Curiosity has been my compass,
education the tool that told me
answers mattered.
But without unsolvable questions,
what would keep the journey alive?
What would keep our species growing?
Maybe because the quest itself is the bridge.
We go on because longing
keeps the universe expanding.
Each deep question
stretches our field of knowing:
Does beauty not answer
in ways language simply cannot?
Isn’t that why it keeps us entranced?
A breaking wave,
a true word,
a simple kindness—
each one reveals something
we can’t grasp directly,
and still, I keep trying.
Perhaps communion is richer
than understanding.
We live on to stay in relationship
with what we cannot name.
Maybe matter needs witnesses.
Stars, sea, the land itself,
animals, people—
they all come alive the moment
we see them clearly.
Does that seeing somehow
complete the circuit?
Perhaps we go on because life
wants to know itself through us.
And as we grow into these limits,
they shift—less as walls,
more as scaffolding, not confinement.
These miraculous bodies are not a prison,
but a framework
that lets our music resound.
Shadows ~ bj 2017
Beautifully said..
Why go on?…… I think for me personally, despite the wonders you mention, that I never tire of witnessing, the beauty of the earth with all her wonders and creatures..
I think we are here to discover ourselves…
The purpose is not always in a mission outside of ourselves.. But the mission is within us.. Dare we travel deeper into the Who am I ?… and why am I here? And do we then not open up more questions of Life itself… The Chicken and Egg question, which came first!…
I have discovered within myself, without doubt that we are made more of the stuff of stars than we realise… Not all agree, but that too is fine, it is all about discovering our inner beliefs, and seeking higher knowledge..
Learning that we are one with Mother Earth, the Cosmos and the Stars.. And that we are stewards both witnessing the challenges and changes.
I go on, knowing this will be my last incarnation as I believe it to be in this dimension of time… And I am so very grateful for the privilege it has been in being able to experience so much within this vessel I call ME..
We go on, until we are called home, so I too embrace our miraculous bodies as we hold our frequencies that helps enable others to maintain theirs…
Much love dearest Bela xx 🙏🦋💖
I love your input, Sue! You and I are aligned energetically, and I appreciate that! Right down to ‘the last incarnation.’ Agreed, have known this for decades now. And I stay, and you stay, because of a similar impetus. So beautiful, this earth! And witnessing used to feel like a burden to me anyway, but it no longer does. It’s a privilege, as you say. Love you! Thank you. 🙏🏽💕
Kindred spirits in alignment dear soul sister ❤️ ✨️💕
Agreed. 💞
I am always questioning, but why I’m here seems beside the point to me. I haven’t always done the best job with what I’ve been given, but I understand that it is a gift even if I have no idea how it came to be. (K)
Thank you for this, Kerfe.
I feel the same, honestly — the questioning is part of being awake, not a sign that anything is wrong. And I love what you said about the gift of being here. None of us do it perfectly, but maybe perfection was never the point… just the living, and the learning, and the showing up with whatever heart we have on a given day. 💕