The inhabitants moved here without realizing.

One by one they join the island. This place is a place for those who have certainty running through their veins where curiosity once traveled. This is an island that requires ample amounts of “I know”, “I’m right”, and “Let’s do it my way.” This island’s price of admission; certainty.

I’ve become familiar with this place and its visitors. I chose to be here many years ago and I chose to burn the bridges that were meant to allow for safe passage back to peace and calm. There is only one way off this island, and they needed to learn.

To you and to me, this is the most obvious and simple example of truth – build the bridges that were torn down. It’s our version of Occam’s razor. The simplest solution is to build, not destroy the bridges that save us. In the world they’ve lived in, certainty’s allure was a more powerful currency. Every time the logic of certainty was used – every time someone claimed “their way as the only way” this island gained one more inhabitant. Everyone is talking. No one is listening.

The noise comes from every direction. No question marks, just exclamation points – those points hurt when they are jammed into your soul.

What I want them to see… I want them to see that questions lead to perspectives, perspectives create thought, thoughts create curiosity, and curiosity leads to me.

When questions flow, statements temper, and certainty is forced to yield to truth’s treasure hunt – and the bridges miraculously build.

This island of certainty gives way and new worlds open. The bridges build, the isolation ends, the peace and calm are abundant. All because of me.

Who am I?

I’m Dialogue.

God bless all of you- and may He send peace and learnings to you during your times on this planet.

Much love- Trav

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He was detailed and methodical.

He combed the trails, the brush, the marsh, and the bogs. He looked everywhere for something that may never be found. The experiences of life caused him to question. Other’s behaviors caused him to question and caused confusion. Behaviors of others ran through his head like chards of glass when shattered. This hunter was unique, as he was looking for reasons, and reasons are rarely visible.

He was persistent and curious.

He called these behaviors “the whys”. These whys were elusive and beautifully camouflaged. These whys were hidden in a way that made them impossible to find and he continued to hunt.

He was lost and didn’t know it.

Searching and hunting for answers to questions had an unintended effect. While he searched for the why in everyone else’s behavior, he forgot the most important why…his own.

His why was at every turn. His hunt, his adventures – always being on the move became the ultimate distraction and this constant movement caused him to miss his why, day in and day out.

“Look around”, they whispered, but he just couldn’t hear them. His why was never hidden. Only others’ whys were, yet he kept searching and he felt confident that when he found their why, he would find his. The hunter’s why was in front of him all along – in the beauty of the trails, the strength of the brush, the majesty of the marsh, and in the ominous power of the bog – if he could only see it.

He began to listen, and he rested.

Unable to find the other whys, he grew tired and decided to sit. Once he sat, he could listen, he could observe, and he could find. It was in his quiet that he noticed the sounds, the smells, the tastes, and the energy. His why shined brightly. It was quiet observation and thoughtful sentiment, yet he could never find his why while looking for others.

The Why Hunter laid down his desire for the understanding of everyone else’s why and he began to focus on his.

This made Him smile – and by Him, we mean God.

God bless all of you- and may He send peace to you during your times on this planet.

Much love- Trav

The Island Unseen

The Why Hunter.