No pardon needed, Trifoilum.
I'm glad to provide space for your rambles, and searches and questions too!
What sort of questions come from within? Or are they defined yet? For me, it began with a strong feeling of discontent and disconectedness which kept growing stronger. It felt like I had to do SOMETHING or I would have been ripped apart by it (that's the best way I can figure how to say it). I KNEW something was wrong. And I asked myself, "is this how life is supposed to be? Go to work, pay your taxes, keep wearing masks and hiding, and eventually die? Why does life continue? Just so it can continue?!" etc etc. And I knew that I have no answers for the questions that came from within. I'd been "dealing" with that for years (read: hiding/avoiding and NOT dealing with it) and I knew I couldn't fix myself, let alone the world. I simply don't have it in me to be a good person, let alone an amazing person. I needed God. I don't remember where I left off with my blog, but that's the lesson I've been learning over and over again - I can't do it, God loves me, and He can handle it. I mean, He's God - I'm not.
And now I apologize for my own rambling. hehe