“What should I possibly have to tell you, oh venerable one? Perhaps that you’re searching far too much? That in all that searching, you don’t find the time for finding?”
― Hermann Hesse
It’s so romantic to imagine ourselves on a quest and so many things to quest for. We quest for love. We quest for truth. We quest for power. We quest for understanding. We might follow clues around like Hansel and Gretel following breadcrumbs until the trail comes to an end. We feel ourselves ennobled on the quest as if we are doing something important. Yet we abandon possible friends because we feel they don’t understand the importance of our undertaking. Perhaps one of these friends may have become something more but “sorry my dear I quest for love”. We abandon insights because they are not big enough or strong enough to match the Truth we seek. We surrender partial understanding or discard it because it is not the whole thing. We miss that partials can grow. While it is true that there is always more to find, why do we so often miss the gifts along the way?
Blessings, G
Star Chambers by G A Rosenberg 
