There are no answers
“Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.” — Martin Luther King Jr.
We act as if we have all the answers.
Truly, do we have the answers?
As a species, we are mightier than we know but, at the same time, it’s like were on a mission to kill everything and anything. (How depressing.)
What will prevail?
As I’ve said before, there’s too much information but too little wisdom. In fact, for all the faux talk of thought leaders, I see little or no original material.
What if we accepted, just for now, there are no answers?
Let’s be honest, we’ve had decades to sort out the inequality that exists in the world, and what do we have to show for it?
I recognise in this post my own shortcomings. As a former lawyer, I nearly always try to come up with an answer; but, of late, I’ve started to notice a pattern where I don’t allow my ego to overwhelm me, and I step back into a space of not knowing. Call it contemplation if you wish, but it’s nothing more than not allowing my mind to conquer my inner soul.
Perhaps in the end, though, we have to be prepared to accept that our old way of thinking may not be the best way to approach the problem. (It’s a bit more than do the same thing, and get the same result…)
Where does that leave us?
We have to ask from where our patterns emerge. Yesterday’s modality to tomorrow’s problems. Or tomorrow’s problems informing our approach and thinking.
It’s not easy.
But then starting with a blank sheet never is.