On reading Rilke after I stopped reading Paul

Letters to a Young Poet found me the summer I stopped reading Paul.

"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves." I underlined it the first time as a concession — I couldn't answer the questions, so I would love them instead. A consolation prize.

A year later I read the same line and realized it wasn't a consolation. Loving the questions is a practice. It doesn't solve them. It changes who's holding them.

I'm not sure yet if I've left my tradition or if my tradition has quietly started handing me Rilke.