Questions

I was away on my annual retreat last weekend and usually, before I return, I'm inspired to write something. Whether poetry or prose, being on the grounds of the Mercy Center tends to bring me to that deep place where all the juicy stuff resides! This year, I wasn't feeling well and because of that, I felt like I didn't really have the energy to go there. I loved being with the other women, as I always do, but my brain just wouldn't allow me to go there.

I've been doing these retreats long enough to know not to fight anything about the experience. You know that popular saying, "It is what it is"? That's my complete truth when I'm at Mercy Center. No shoulds, no expectations. Just what is, moment by moment. So I came home thinking that I wouldn't have much to share with you about the weekend, and that was okay.

While there, one of the women purchased a book called "A Book of Questions". That's exactly what it was. A book/journal, filled with many profound questions. After looking through it, I decided that I would write down the questions that really spoke to me, deducing that the ones that didn't, must already be resolved within myself. Life has already answered those questions for me. In looking at the questions now, some of these are pretty deep. In answering these, I will need to go to that place where the juicy stuff lives. So even though I gave myself a pass for the weekend, I can see that my soul was still paying attention, "Rest if you must Carrie, but don't think you're off the hook!". Yes! Lots of good material for my blog.

So my hope is that as I periodically share a question and my answer with you, you will allow yourself to go to that place as well. I want you to share in this journey with me, and ask yourself the questions that speak to you. It's amazing what a simple question can foster. In this world where we can google the answer to just about any question we can think of, it's nice to give ourselves the opportunity to go to that place where no one else can, and find our own answers. They're always there, just waiting to be discovered.

xo,
Carrie