What don’t I know?
What don’t we know?
I was driving with my four-year-old the other day.
“Daddy?” she asked. ”What would you do if I were lost in the woods?”
“Oh, sweet pea,” I said. ”I’d never let anything happen to you.”
“But what would you do?”
“Well, I’d hunt day and night, and get all my friends to hunt day and night until we found you.”
She started crying. “No.” ”What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You’re supposed to hug mommy in the kitchen and feel really sad,” she said through her tears. “Cause that’s what they did on TV.”
Of course, I thought her comments were cute—summarizing her tears as “that’s all she knows, because she saw it on a television show.”
But, then I wondered…where does my comprehension of possibility end? It’s easy for me to talk about potential…except, I don’t know what’s possible either. Plato had a pretty solid philosophy explaining the difference between what we know and what think we know in his Allegory of the Cave. But, does that mean we’re only limited to a potential we can visualize?
Imagine your wildest dream…your furthest goal…and then ask yourself to imagine it as just a silly step on the way to whatever is next. Just because you haven’t seen it on TV, doesn’t mean it’s not possible.