The older I get the less I know. As a young man, I knew it all. Raise a topic and I had an opinion I was convinced was the solution to the human dilemma. No more. Homebound isolation has given me cabin fever and I can’t figure out anything.
Actually it feels much better not knowing anything any more. It lifts a great weight of responsibility off my shoulders. Sitting home reading the Internet news on my cell phone enlightens me no end.
What have I learned from this experience? The more I think about it the more I find my brain is just getting silent. Could this be the onslaught of Wisdom? What a relief it would be to have finally gained that admirable trait.
Now and then I get an idea I think is the solution to the foibles of humanity, but then that turns on a dime and something new and more complicated arrives and I’m again lost in the human jungle trying to make my way through the undergrowth.
It could be Wisdom. Maybe realizing we don’t know it all is the key ingredient to learning real smarts. A lady acquaintance of mine and I have devised a plan. Tomorrow’s supposed to be warm and sunny on the Monterey Peninsula and we’ve decided to pack a picnic lunch and go to the beach.
A loaf of bread, some French cheese and Italian Prosciutto, maybe an avocado, couple of green onions, a tomato. A bottle of wine, of course. White or Red? I’m not sure. I ‘ll have to think on that.
In a pandemic when you feel there’s little you can do to solve it, it simply seems to make sense to sit on the beach (six feet apart) and discuss the known and unknown world and munch a lunch together.
If we find we’re able to come up with an answer to it all, I’ll let you know. In the meantime, I suggest we all enjoy the slowdown. We were all going nowhere far too fast. Sitting still and waiting until our brains are silent may be good for us.
If my own brain gets quiet enough, I believe I’ll patent it and sell it on EBay. A real get rich quick scheme if ever I thought of one.