Too often talking the talk without walking the walk.
This week has been enlightening. Observing others learn. Observing myself learn. Observing myself observing others.
In each, ‘skepticism about boasts of the converted’ mixedwith common human fear of the unknown.
Different ways in different faces, including mine.
Taking a course somewhere far away is something I’ve not done much of.
I could do more.
Not sure what formula will feel best for me.
I’ve been mulling this feeling that as much as I enjoy the learning, I’d like to be speaking and teaching as much or more. Perhaps a similar/different experience …
There is change, improvement and ideas in all of us.
Outside what we know is ignorance. That about which we have no understanding. Not wrong, not weird, not dangerous. Simply, unknown.
Within this unknown territory, opportunities lurk. But I think we tend to think more about the dangers that lurk, fears that lurk, doubts that lurk.
Trolls under bridges, critter infested swamps.
Human nature, much as we already knew.
When we venture, exploring unknown lands, then we know more, understand more, feel more empowered and might even look askance at those who didn’t learn, didn’t explore, didn’t venture into new lands . . .
As always, the greatest unknown land for me is not found in Colorado-like places, but in that space between my furrowed brow and the back of my head – fertile soil for plowing.
column written/ published from Fort Collins, Colorado
morning walk: 17C/63F, clear and cooler, rain predicted – a peaceful morning (another day in paradise as they say here), rabbits were busy again and I observed a big white pelican on a pond harvesting its breakfast as it maneuvered around in early morning’s dim light