They say, “knowledge is power”. So if I don't know, does that mean I don't have any power? And if a lack of knowledge made me powerless, would I want to admit that I don't know?
An old proverb goes, “to know and not to do is not to know”. So if I were to say I know how important it is to live in harmony with nature, because I am part of nature, without my actions reflecting my statement – is it really fair to say, I know?
What if the real power lies in not knowing? In remaining open and acknowledging I could be wrong. For anybody can be wrong.
What if I entered discussions with my heartfelt opinions and stacks of statistics, always carrying with me a graceful attitude of not knowing? Would I listen in a different way? Perhaps more curiously, more respectfully, more peacefully?
What if I walked the path of life knowing I truly know nothing? Not why I'm here or how long I'll stay, nor where I'm from, and definitely not where I'm heading to.
A few years ago, an image went viral on Social Media. I copied and kept it because it's a beautiful reminder of reality:
This brings me to Mahatma Gandhi. In times of great uncertainty, with fierce battles raging amongst nations and neighbours, his words provide a little bit of hope and a sense of direction: “The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.”