Learning to love uncertainty. Learning to live in this state without expecting that the answers lie in the future, in other people, in books or travel, as the reward for some quest or penance, or even inside us.
Learning that each question is an infinite unraveling of possibilities, and requires no answer. Learning that the very idea of "answers" or "certainty" is an attempt at control and limitation. Learning to hold all of that uncertainty, and live in the world, making decisions in each moment.
Trusting that uncertainty, allowing it, loving it.
("Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue." -Rainer Maria Rilke)