Wise Guy

What is there, really, to know…?

Why do we desire to be smarter?

In the information age, there is even more pressure to know… pressure to know everything. We exchange information as one-upmanship, we post the right quote to answer the situation, we want to be the answer.

We want, so desperately, to be RIGHT.

There is certainly a difference between deep profound learning and finding the meme for the moment. The deepest learning involves the whole experience, spirit, mind, body all engaged in the experience of the moment.

I suffer from Wise Guy Syndrome too. I love to learn, I love to know, I love to share. I love to be perceived as someone who knows things, but really what is there to know.

We seem to value the light of information at the expense of the light of our being and our bodies. I also find that trying to move my body in the “right way” often creates the idea of wrong. Over time, the virtue of moving one particular way, which heals me in the beginning, starts to break down and becomes an addictive vice. I switch to the opposite way of moving, which heals me in the beginning… and the cycle continues.

I think we forget to learn like children. To watch and do. What would it be like to explore childish inclinations, to explore daydreams, to embody: monkey-see, monkey-do.

I think the ultimate pain in life to be right, because then we spend our entire existence avoiding all the wrongs. The body was not designed to move rationally, it can be forced to but tension immediately creeps in.

Yes, when we are broken, we need guidance and measured movement and exercise prescriptions. BUT… when we are chasing our day dreams and playing in the yard let the body move without thought as to how it is moving, unless you are pretending to be a kangaroo.

Baby geese watch Mommy swim, dive, and fly, with no information discussed.