Answering the Wrong Question

I spend time trying to fix what I am feeling.
Discomfort.
Restlessness.
Confusion.
Urgency.
I want relief.
That part was honest.
I am missing that I am asking the wrong question.
It keeps my attention inside the experience
instead of helping me see the situation.
How do I make this stop?
How do I get past this?
How do I feel better?
Those questions can produce answers.
They also keep me aimed at the symptom.
That’s a classy problem.
A better question doesn’t provide a better answer.
It provides a better line of sight.
What is this showing me?
What kind of moment am I in?
What is indicated that I can’t see from inside my urgency?
The moment I ask a better question,
I’m no longer looking for escape.
I’m becoming receptive to a different orientation.
The question doesn’t solve it.
It reorients me inside it.
That change in orientation allows me to see
what is here.