On Reason, Understanding, Meaning, Truth, Knowledge, Wisdom, Intuition...
And other such trivialities
I am feeling: like what follows could come across as humble-brag-ery, but… I Don’t Know. Here and now, I am okay with the not knowing.
I have long valued my ability to think and to reason. I know enough about myself to know that my thinking and reasoning skills generally don’t let me down. And, for nearly as long as I can remember, I have found great comfort in the domain of reason and logic. If I could understand a thing, a person, a system, a motive, a thought, a feeling, a pattern - well, I drew a great deal of comfort from such reasoned and observation-backed understandings of the world and my place in it.
Over the last 10 years in the world of my 9-to-5 workaday life, I have gained much confidence, coming to a belief that my reasoning skills leave little room—little room for better or better than or better than me. The fastest reason-er I am not, but my reasoning generally lands me in feelings of wisdom. If I see fault in the logic/reasoning of people around me, I feel quite wise, for I see the pitfalls that I managed to avoid. I’m only just wise enough to acknowledge the possibility that others may have similar observations of my own behavior; that I stumble in ways unseen and unknown by me. When I write e-mails or speak with colleagues on matters about which I am regarded as ‘expert,’ I have generally been quite careful to disclaim that I could be mistaken - I could very well be misreading the patterns. This comes out with language like:
I believe that…
It appears that…
I think that…
generally
methinks (lol)
It looks like…
Here and Now, I believe that…
I believe you get the point lol
As I’ve mentioned before, I think it is a wise man/woman/child/what-have-you who can freely confess “I don’t know.”
But to be content with “I don’t know” - ???!!! ah, heck no! I wanna know, dammit! I wanna understand. Ever the precocious and curious child, I. lol
My entire worldview has been constructed around an assumption of objective reality. Under such worldview, reason is master of the universe.
And I coulda haz’d it!
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^_~
I have no fancy graphics no bright lights no glittery objects or shiny things just these words, from a place of no pretense (or, you know, minimal pretense lol), here and now. May they spark in you an ember-- however small may the wild world's winds bear the flame and may the ash float on the breeze and find new life-- new embers and love, always ... or something like that! IDK! LOL! ;-)
I know some things about making assumptions. Like magic, they turn the assumer into a freaking DONKEY! lol
And, speaking figuratively, ain’t nobody wanna be a donkey!
[I’ve got nothing against literal donkeys; both literal and figurative donkeys deserve love too lol]
I don’t know where this whole writing thing goes for me from here, but I am here for it now.
It’s funny and feels very appropriate that I claimed “here&now” on a whim, without much thought; without appreciating how meaningful it would come to feel to me, here and now. It has become something of a mantra: I am here and I am now; my feet are on the ground (for now! lol).
I have only love for you all. Every body, every mind, every soul(?). The beauty overfloweth, and I bathe in it, mind, body, and soul(?).
So… thank you, all of you beautiful minds, bodies, and souls!
and remember, be kind to one another
we are all one body, one mind, one soul
[at least that is what I find myself believing, here&now, but… I don’t know]

There’s something quietly beautiful in the way you name your relationship with “not knowing.” It feels less like surrender and more like a kind of reverence, an acceptance that reason has its own edge, and sometimes wisdom begins exactly where logic stops.
What struck me most is how you describe that internal pull between the comfort of understanding and the humility of uncertainty. It’s such a rare, precise awareness, that line between intellect and intuition. I think many of us linger there without realising it’s actually the birthplace of insight.
Reading this, I couldn’t help but think that maybe the real work isn’t to resolve that tension but to live inside it long enough for it to reveal something new.
Thank you for putting this into words. I’ve been exploring a similar thought lately, the point where thought turns quiet but still feels alive.
Wow i love this!