Isn’t it interesting how I keep tweaking the about page? I can’t seem to get it right. It makes me wonder if this is what they mean when they say that books are never finished — because, I assume, you can always edit them further?
I also wonder if this is what authors like Jordan Peterson mean when they say they are deliberate with the words they choose, that there are even psychological benefits to it, that our worlds are built by the words we speak, and that finding and using the precise most appropriate words in your writing can mean life or death. Guess what. That’s what the Bible also teaches.
Have I knocked you off yet? Stay with me.
Here I am, anyways, with the first post on this new theme of sharing interesting encounters and learnings. It is more or less what I was doing way back when, in my golden years of blogging — if I may call them that — but now, finally, I feel like I got some sort of epiphany (and watching and writing Ms. Dory Linda on YouTube helped me in this discovery) that I find many things interesting — several things, actually — and that somehow asking questions and learning new things as I go gives me joy and momentum.
So this is where I will have such discourses. I don’t plan on being too scholarly because a hard-white-shirt-collar-in-full-blue-suit-and-tie is not who I am. I lean more toward curiosity than formalities though I could do both. I am the one who would push you to talk to me rather than lecture me in class. I would love the opportunity to pursue yet another uni course or even to further study what I have already endeavored on, as long as I am allowed to inquire about the vast and wide issues lurking and wading in the perimeters of a given subject.
It is interesting how it has taken me so long to ascertain why I couldn’t blog as I used to in my heydays, although I did have an inkling. I knew being on campus in the season that I was and learning what I was in the company I was in had something to do with my enthusiasm back then. Obviously, things change eventually — we can agree that you can’t be on campus forever — but it’s become clear to me that what I need is not to try to constrict myself to fit a preset fixed mode of being based purely on traditions, preset knowledge, and past textbook information if you get my meaning. What I need, I believe, is permission to learn, discover, study, delve into, seek, peruse, test, pursue the hard-set knowns and lenses of the world.
Pursue — probably the keyword here.
Imagine if someone gave you full license to ask, probe, and take a conversation “there” wherever it may be; to follow your curiosity, your peaks of interest. Imagine if such were all your classrooms, your Bible study fellowships, your church sermons, and your office meetings. I know there’s such a thing as time and other constraining factors, but I imagine motivation spiking resulting in growth, which I crave so much. I yearn for the opportunity to grow, controversial as the conversations may be — all within reason, of course — although adding that the last qualifier brings the connotation of dumbing down my point.
My point is, in case I lost you, that I crave permission to ask, learn, and grow. I hope to attain these objectives here to an acceptable degree — yes, acceptable mainly to me and, hopefully, my relevant readers.
Welcome to the process.
PS: Also, a big shoutout to Heidi Priebe on YouTube who specializes in personality typing and showing up as the best version of yourself. Thank you. ❤
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