"A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song."
Those words appeared on a lovely greeting card I saw on the shelf in a gift shop recently. The words really caught my eye. Such a simple thought. But so profound.
That sentiment made me think of my increasing love for the questions rather than a search for the answers. More and more these days, what I long for is a place where it's OK to ask questions. A place where there's no "dumb question." A safe setting where others don't judge me for my doubts or for the questions I have for things about which I used to feel so certain. I yearn for places where we can all explore our questions together and move beyond what would be possible if we kept those questions to ourselves.
The sentiment also reminded me that we each have a song. Why am I here? What song do I bring to the world? What do I offer that someone else might need?
What's your song? What have you come to bring into this world that no one else can offer in exactly the same way? We are each completely unique. No one else ever has been just like you or me, and no one else ever will be. And so our song is unique, too. What's yours?