When You're Asking, "What's The Point?"...
There are moments when I look around at my own work and that of others and wonder if any of it matters. What’s the dang point of any of it?
And I let these moments of it’s-all-so-pointless be what they are. I don’t rush through them.
Because I trust that in these moments I’m asking the questions that will soon enough be answered.
I will hear of how my work makes a difference for others.
And *I* will be moved by someone else’s work.
And I will KNOW again that it does all matter. That we’re not always/permanently speaking nonsense into a void.
And I will rejoice to know again.
The asking and the answering are equally important. Thus I’m not afraid of my emotions or my thoughts. They are asking and answering, always.