There are questions that sting.
What were you thinking when you…, Why did you…, Don’t you care….
The questions sting because they cause you to doubt.
Doubt stings because it causes you to think, what if I was blind to what was in front of me… what if I’m not as good as I thought… what if it was all a lie… what’s real?
Uncertainty stings because what we crave most in this world is stability - certainty. Certainty = survival.
But here’s the thing… nothing is certain except that life is uncertain.
We need to surrender and submit to uncertainty. It’s not natural to have certainty and a cushy life; that’s a red herring. What’s natural is chaos, complexity, and that all life forms will work for their own self-preserving interests.
The question doesn’t sting. What stings is that you might have forgotten what life is about.
