I’m afraid I’m not a fan of blind faith having once again this week seen a rather stupid example of it. But that’s just me.
I’m coming to understand that one of the most difficult things to do is what Bertrand Russel once said, “Live without certainty and yet without being paralysed by hesitation.” Not easy. Both can block your way. You can be so sure and clear-cut it stops you in your tracks, nothing more to learn or to discern. On the other hand, and now I feel a bit like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof, “on the other hand” you can become so uncertain, paralysis sets in. That place of discerning caution, laced with being open to possibility, I think, is the kind of air to breath.
As I’ve said, not easy.
By the way, speaking of “Fiddler on the Roof” I love this line in a conversation Tevye has with Lazar Wolf when both decide to go to America.
Tevye: Where are you going?
Lazar Wolf: Chicago. In America.
Tevye: Chicago, America? We are going to New York, America. We’ll be neighbours. 🙂