This postOver the past couple of weeks I’ve found that a lot of the things I used to think were essential were actually not. My preconceptions have been melting away like a snowman in the spring. And you know what? It feels wonderful. It’s good to be wrong. I mean, sure, it’s a little hard sometimes, but being wrong (and I’ve written about this before) means that you can start moving in the right direction. It’s the path to healing, to progress, to light and warmth and everything that really matters.
I’ve grown a lot in these weeks. In fact, just off the top of my head I can count at least four or five major things that I was convinced I had down pat, and all of them have done a 180 and I’m finding that there are other perspectives, all just as valid as my own. My eyes are widening. Let’s hope the lids don’t fall off. :P
Not that shedding one’s viewpoints is always the right thing to do — there are many things in my life that I’m dead certain are good (like being a nice person), and nothing is ever going to change them. It’s the core, but around the core there’s an awful lot of stuff that we think is core but it really isn’t. It’s cultural, or personal, or environmental (meaning our environment, not save the trees), or what have you. Telling the difference is where it gets tricky.
Any way, in this particular case I’m rather glad I opened my mind and took a chance. It’s making all the difference in the world, and I’m continually being delightedly surprised. Nothing quite like it. I think the end result will be a much more tolerable Ben.
Yes, I’m being purposely vague. Feel free to read into this what you want. You’re probably right. ;)
