Journal December 2025 Release - Flipbook - Page 111
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Being in the fresh-salt waters of questions has suspended me in so many possible
narratives we might create…
(sigh)
There are questions that arrive like rivers, others like tides. Some
carry mineral memory, others a newly born humidity.
Some questions assemble themselves; they require heart and a bit of
oil to pump the blood vessels of our “in-betweens.”
Other questions have the answer right at the tip of the nose; others
must be chased with the tips of our toes while we wait for that
SOMETHING.
Some questions not only get spoken, but they take a leash and
accompany the tremors of everyday life.
Some questions do not seek an immediate answer; they open
narratives, they pierce through meanings, as if each one contained its
own internal worlds, its climates, its vegetations.
Others slide without tearing.
Some are born only as a murmur, and we must learn to listen to
them with our knees, with our back, with the thirsty parts of the
body.
There are questions without destination, seeking signals everywhere.
Some questions stay so close to the trachea that a single breath of
attention is enough for them to blend with our breathing.
There are questions that chase you like restless Pac-Men just to see
where you’ll take them.
Others return us to ourselves—more open, more multiple, more in
motion.
Some questions lodge in our rooms for indefinite times until past,
My Fascination with Inquiry
Journal of Contemporary Narrative Therapy, December 2025 Release, p. 107-111.
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