I never really considered how little I know about stuff. I do all this work, have these friends, learn these lessons, and at least once a year I end up in a place where I wonder what I really know.
I think I'm moving along gathering "life lessons" which experience brings to me. When those lessons are challenged by others going through their own lessons, I wonder, what makes what I know more certain than what they know? What if none of us really have certainty but just live in a world of opinions that we mistake for the building blocks of what we know?
As I go through this, I watch myself go through a series of stages. 1) I am proud to have my knowledge 2) My knowledge is correct because I've lived all this life 3) If others don't get how right I am, it's because I have more knowledge 4) What if I have no knowledge
I would say have been going through step 1-4 for quite a few months now. Many life experiences have built upon each other to the production of each step. Now I'm in step 5) If I admit I have no knowledge, I'm free.
If I have no knowledge, there is no needing to be correct and therefore no competition or judgement within myself or others. This freedom gives me plenty more room to be alive, and isn't that really the point of all this...to be alive?
Knowing Nothing just might be like finding my large gold nugget in the River.
Sharing the steeped thoughts of my life as a Psychic Medium.