… you don’t have to tell me!
When information becomes knowledge, there’s always the danger of my wielding it as power: I know, you don’t know.
“Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will
does not mean that I am actually doing so.”*
‘Motivation is a forest full of twisting trees, unexplored rivers, threatening insects, weird plants, and colourful birds.’**
We surprise ourselves. This isn’t where we expected to turn up, or, to turn out.
We think there must be something big wrong with us but I wonder whether it’s something really small. I don’t know for certain but I wonder whether it’s about noticing the small things that have a “tipping point” affect upon our lives.
Karen Armstrong introduces her twelve steps to a compassionate life with a description of the invention (or discovery?) of yoga:
‘the new men of yoga were engaged in the conquest of inner space and in a raid of the unconscious drives that held human beings captive to their ‘me-first’ instincts.’^
We are divergent-emergent-convergent people. If we only notice the big things, we are only dealing with convergence: this is it. When we first of all are divergent – noticing the many things, then emergent – noticing the things that connect deeply with ourselves and also deeply with others, then we are capable of moving knowledge to wisdom – something to benefit all.