When will I ever know enough to feel that I am enough? No matter how much knowledge I accumulate along my path of perpetual studies, I always end up feeling like all I know is only a minuscule, insignificant amount of the big picture. And of course it is miniscule. Indescribably tiny. In an infinite cosmos, one can never reach for unlimited knowledge in the limited human form. But is my knowledge insignificant? And what about my experience? No matter what I learn or experience, I have come to realize that it is never insignificant. Knowledge always makes a difference: it broadens my horizon, opens new doors, introduces me to new people with new theories, and makes me feel more alive and excited about life. When knowledge is backed up with experience, that is when it gets really juicy. It is the first step towards switching from an absorber of knowledge to a transmitter of such. When you feel deep in the core of your being that what you learn is true, valuable and rich, the excitement will rub off onto whomever you choose to share your wisdom with.
I will never know everything. I am not the oracle, the dictionary, or the encyclopedia. Nor should I strive to be. I am me. A valuable piece of the infinite whole. Designed to seek out certain teachings and experiences. Inclined to filter everything I learn through my perspective and spit it back out again. That's what I do here. I spit out my infinitesimal piece of infinite knowledge and invaluable experience. In doing that, I hope to inspire others to do the same. Even with all that I know and all that I don't know, I still wish to see how other people comprehend this magnificent universe of ours. What is your view on knowledge, experience, and the entirety of the cosmos?
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