By now I know I haven't been the only one to be feeling helpless, discouraged, and culpable. Autumn comes with colorful glory but so does the sudden dawn of darkness, if not despair.
In the midst of what is an unprecedented time of division in our lifetime, I have followed my own uncontrollable instinct to be quiet, be overwhelmed, and be disciplined in waiting for humility -- not ego -- to possess me and direct me. I've been wondering if it's possible to reckon with humility while acting in love and justice.
I have compiled my summer blog series on The Good Question Game. I am reposting this as a narrative resource in order to share the deeply simple and transformational process of gathering in a circle of asking questions.
It is with a compelling sense of urgency that I persist in the opinion -- the belief, actually -- that as smart and caring we think we are, our skill of communicating lousy if we don't regularly ask questions of those around us and especially those who hold differing values than we do.
I offer this as something that has repeatedly brought me to a centered, proud and humbled place. There is not much more of a profound act as a spiritual leader than to call a circle that asks the gathered to give voice to sincere questions.
What do you think?