noun: the ability to acquire and apply knowledge and skills
I have a home that planes fly over. Literally, right over my house…all day. I don’t mind though. I wonder where all those people are going, and why? I imagine they are going to every continent on earth for reasons I can’t even imagine. China on business. France for vaca. Africa, missionary work? Maybe they are going someplace new. Or someplace familiar. Traveling for a funeral, or a wedding, or to learn something. I believe any experience leads to learning which makes you more intelligent.
When I was younger I would lay in the grass in my backyard well after sunset and watch the beeping red lights cross the darkened sky. I wondered then too, where was everyone going? We only took one family vacation as I was growing up. There was never “extra” money for summer vacations. I always felt left out…and I dreaded the first days back at school when the teacher would inevitably ask “What did you do this summer”? I never fully admitted to “playing in the sprinkler”.
When I go out or talk to people now, mostly everyone is down. Depressed about politics or finances or their family or their health. Which can be really depressing. I think most people I know lack discipline. They don’t want to learn something new…which can be very optimistic. But they don’t want to do the work. I say “Everything is Work”. Work is work. Relationships are work. Kids are work. A house is work. Life is work. You are either digging a hole or building a ladder, but it’s all work. Your life’s experiences are what make you intelligent. I’m going to do the work and plan a trip and get on an airplane and learn something new. I kind of like that about myself…acquiring new experiences. Being intelligent.
“One’s mind, once stretched by a new idea,
never regains its original dimensions.”
Oliver Wendell Holmes