Wrong or Stubborn

The other day I had to admit I was actually wrong about something.  That something doesn’t make any real difference it was the realization that I was wrong and I had to admit it.  I don’t like being wrong, even with my fundamental belief that we are all wrong most of the time, but that’s in relation to the overall universal knowledge that surrounds us and mocks us with its twists and turns, the false hope of theoretical endeavor inching along toward whatever may be ultimately revealed as the truth, that unchanging and unaffected bit of divinity that shines down periodically on all of us.  It was the act of admission I did not like.

How often do we stand on a principal knowing full well the consequences, albeit painful for a short time will be beneficial?  Not just in admission of guilt but in attitude and demeanor, the idea of having to concede to weakness is not an inherent human trait.  The ability to learn toward improvement takes some serious introspection and humility, both of which I am seriously in need of, as I suspect many of us are.

Imagine if you will a political system where our leaders actually garner our acceptance though humility and truth, a system where the weaknesses of others are seen as opportunities toward improvement rather than a liability that forever stains our souls and degrades our chances of general acceptance.  The way we look upon weaknesses is the way we look upon ourselves.  “When ye have done this unto the least of my brethren ye have done it unto me…”  I’m not sure if my quote is exact, another weakness of mine, but you get the point; when we fail to assist those that are less able than ourselves we not only fail them but we fail ourselves.

Although I would like to have a private island and escape from it all the other quote of, “no man is an island..” has some significance in helping us to understand that we need each other.  In strength or weakness we need the help of others and part of that process is the ability to accept that help when needed.

The hero mentality we promulgate is not necessarily a negative one but when all we see and envision is the perfection and heroism of super human beings then we are destined to fail, due to the unrealistic expectations of our perceived goal.  Having heroes is mandatory however but heroes should be redefined to include the heroic acts of those who overcome and succeed rather than the myopic views promoted not only by our comic characters but hyperbole prone political prognosticators, pronouncing and pontificating pointless personal profiles.

I understand the dogmatic process of running for office and “putting your best foot forward”, but let’s get real, we would all be better off if they and us started to realize the power of personal integrity and humility, taking the needed steps toward self-improvement without the rhetoric of verbosity, fashioning fabulous tales to ward off the very weaknesses that need to be exposed.

I’m in a dream world for sure, like that’s ever going to happen with those in office.  But it can happen to me and it can happen to you and for chance we do overcome our weaknesses, learn from our flaws then perhaps we have done what we were meant to do, live by example.

No one can change you but you; no one can change me but me. I know my wife would like too but unfortunately it’s all on me.  I have to decide that I have to admit when I’m wrong and make the required changes to better my life.  I know I’m not alone in this; there are billions just like me.