Some recent inquiries have shown me – again – how I go into suffering to tell God and the world I am suffering, that something is wrong, and I hope it will bring God/others to agree and make it better. It’s a tantrum, as Byron Katie points out, and I act as I may have done when I was three years old and used tantrums to get my way. It may have worked back then. How is it working for me now? It’s all innocence. It’s confused love. And I get to see it through inquiry, and also some of the beliefs behind it.