Break a leg

“What does break a leg mean?” He asked just like that, from out of nowhere. Okay I guess from somewhere for him. And of course I jumped straight in and said it means wishing someone ill health or bad luck or something negative. And then he said not so and I said yes so. Then I turned to my source of quick answers, Google and voila, it means to wish someone, actors were the initial recipients of the phrase, good luck. Ouch! How break a leg can come to mean something nice is discussion for another day.

My main discuss, though I would love to use the word gist, is how we so often assume that what we have believed is the right.

We read books and come across words we don’t fully comprehend and rather than take the time out to go and find out the meanings, we presume that the words describe the meanings. Then we go from there, filled with terrible misinformation, into the much larger society and every time we come across the phrase the wrong idea or notion is the signal our brain transmits and that thus becomes the basis for our actions or inactions.

We meet people for the first time and we come out of that encounter with a whole lot more perceptions, than reality, which may or may not be true of who we think they are and what we think they are capable of doing or not doing.

I am amazed daily at the height of assumptions that pervades our society. Assumptions that have no basis in reality except for what they are; ideas based on perception of what the imagery brings to mind. And then when we eventually come in contact with the truth, we find it a difficult task to take back what we have said based on the assumption and we choose, instead, to be driven by the falsehood that we have laid a hold on.

It’s a hard journey to backtrack.  And I will not be absolving myself of the same acts.

It is so easy to just measure people up and box them within the frame where we can easily tag and label them in ways that suits our purposes. This person is this or that person behaves like that, because it helps our mind to accept and justify our own frailty and weakness in areas where we wish we are strong.

Well I am on my way, finding the path that leads to a place where I judge people not; not by the contents of their head, the look of their faces, nor even by their actions because you don’t know where people are coming from or what they have been through. Neither would I try working up excuses to cover for people’s actions or non-actions; I have mine to deal with.

I have one life to live and now I am trying to make the best out it. The way I choose to go is up...