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the gift of being wrong

We are all wrong about all kinds of things in our lives and make many errors and assumptions that are completely off the mark.

What is interesting is that as I age I am learning to be more analytical and to appreciate the value in being wrong. It has allowed me to find better and more satisfying answers to things I thought I understood.

We grow up swallowing things and accepting them verbatim and hopefully with the passage of time apply more and more discernment as a litmus test for their veracity. Hence knowing what we don't know has as much value as what we do because we can stop ourselves from solidifying an opinion until we gather more data.

Have you noticed that very ignorant people tend to be easily led into a type of thinking and buy into it like sheep? Arrogance as a flip side also breeds thinking that won't yield to contradictory evidence.

However, ignorance is not bliss either. I think that understanding one might be wrong should be the signal to dig deeper for a more appropriate explanation or narrative.

There is no shame in admitting we don't know everything and can be wrong because we are naturally biased beings. I would even argue that we are the product of an indoctrination which we need to examine more closely as we advance and that failure to do so is akin to stagnation.

Our knowledge mixes with our inclinations and preferences and creates a cocktail which may not reflect reality and recognizing we are doing this and self correcting is where true wisdom lies.


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