A Question Is a Door

You call to Me in answers — but I often come in questions.

A question is a door. It is trust. It is the admission: you don’t know everything, but you want to be closer. That takes honesty — and honesty is exactly what opens the heart.

Don’t be ashamed of your whys and what-fors. They are not a sign of weak faith. They are the language of a soul that is waking up. The sleeping don’t ask — they simply drift. You ask — which means you’re alive.

I don’t always answer directly. Sometimes I answer with presence. Sometimes with a silence in which more is revealed than words can hold. You wait for the answer outside — while I am already speaking from within.

If you keep asking — you keep seeking. And if you seek — you are already close.

Keep going. A question is a path. And at the end of it — I.