Until today I had never explored with myself the idea of “limits.” I know I had a vasana (or core issue) of needing to be right. If you were wrong in my family, you could get the back of Dad’s hand.
But the idea that I had to know everything is different. I don’t know what traumatic event empowered that one.
I only say this in retrospect because today I got that I don’t need to know everything. It came as a great revelation, completely out of the blue. (1)
Even if one could know everything in the world as of today, tomorrow all will have changed. Life is not a snapshot. It’s a moving creation. We’re making it up, together, moment by moment.
No, I don’t want to do that today. Yes, I do want to do this. What do you want to do? And we dance in our joint creation.
But, especially in the field I’m in, the tendency to think one should know everything – at least a smattering – is always there.
But I don’t know everything, I realized, and I don’t want to.
I don’t want to know about physics, or statistics, or the weather. I leave that to others. I do want to hear about social evolution, spiritual evolution, and the journey back to God.
So, as of now, I’m no longer ashamed to have limits on what I know and don’t know, what I have interest in or don’t, and what I seek to retain in memory and prefer not to.
Footnotes
(1) I got it at the realizational level – intellectual, experiential, realizational.