Try to Love the Questions...

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
(Ranier Maria Rilke)

I found this quote on somewhere recently, and, well, it grabbed at me. I am not good at patience with the unresolved things. And while I'm better than some at living with the questions, I certainly don't love them, and I've never managed to just live them, instead of looking for answers. I've recently been in the midst of some things that are quite frustrating, and told a dear friend in exhaustion that I was wishing for a three-step method to solving all the problems, and that I then wanted to accomplish all three of those steps in the next 20 minutes and be over and done with this all. She pointed out that I didn't really want that. Darn those friends who tell the truth! (Which is precisely what I want in a friend, but dang, sometimes I wish the truth lined up with what I want to hear/see/do a little more often.)