FUCKING WHY

 

You ask why. Why this? Why that? Why everything?

You say: If I would only know why, then I could finally understand and change my life.

 

Really?

 

Are you sure?

 

Why is the why so important for you? 

 

Do you really need an answer to all these whys? Or does every answered why only lead to a new, even more important why?

Because the monkey mind doesn't remember...

 

Remember, my friend: where we come from, there are no unanswered questions, everything is just pure, perfect and unconditional love. The answer to every question would only be more unconditional love.

 

Do you remember, that this was so blissful and heavenly, that we celebrated each moment, swimming together in that refreshing ocean of divine loving energy, laughing and smiling together, as if there had never been a single tear?

 

But do you also remember how “boring” this felt one day? 

We wanted to taste the delicious salty flavor of a tear again, to feel the surrender which comes to us when pain is almost unbearable, and to experience the gift of inner peace which suddenly comes when we have the courage to allow our true feelings.

You are a real adventurer, like all of us, and you should give yourself a pat on the back for that.

 

So, why shouldn't this be the answer to all these fucking whys?