What is your question?

No, honestly – what is your question?

I’m not asking because you’ve got it wrong.

Or you are stupid.

You’re not.

But I do want to know what is the question you carry with you.

That unsettling perhaps, or that doubt that can’t entirely be subdued.

Or that possibility that is threatening to burst in on your consciousness, whose implications are perhaps too wild to tame.

So, I wonder, what is your question?

And is now the time to let it out of its box?

~ Over the weekend, a friend gave me a fruitfully unsettling question… Thanks, Rich.