Questions of a Soul: An Introduction

We are inquisitive beings.

We demand answers from the universe. From celestial bodies we can only dare to reach out to touch. We grapple for answers from the dust of the stars and try to discern the patterns of the sky.

We demand answers from our own earth. From the clouds above. From the dirt beneath. And from the plants and animals that surround. We search out answers from the macro-world around us to the micro-world that makes up our very selves.

We demand answers from fellow inquisitive beings. From those older and wiser than we are. From those who have studied the depths of their own questions and come out the other side. From those who have indeed found answers, or at least claim that they have found them.

We look to each other to answer some of life’s most difficult questions. We demand answers sometimes from those who cannot give us those answers, but can merely offer up an ear to hear us vocalize our own depth of need to question.

Even still, sometimes, there are questions asked, answers demanded, that no one can help us answer. Not those celestial bodies nor those strings of stardust. Not the sky at sunset nor the dirt rich with it’s life-giving nutrients. Not our professors in lecture halls nor experts in their fields of study. Not even those who know us best. For these questions are those we ask of our own souls. And it is only our own souls that must find the answers.

Perhaps this is life’s great journey. Figuring out which questions you will ask of yourself. Or, perhaps, allowing yourself to be questioned. To be put on trial, as it were. To have your soul laid bare to your own questioning nature. To spend the rest of your life searching for some semblance of Truth.

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I will spend the next several weeks asking questions of my own soul, the questions that both haunt and fascinate me. "Who am I?" "What am I worth?" and "What is my purpose?" In asking these questions I will be telling stories... stories of Orientation (or stories of Growth), stories of Disorientation (or stories of Pain), and stories of Reorientation (or stories of Hope). My prayer is that as I ask these questions, you will ask your own questions and find the stories that relate to your own life. As we ask and search and reminisce together, let us look forward in hope to what growth will come.