This morning I asked myself,
“What am I going to write about today?”.
In my head, I responded with,
“I don’t know.”
I had the answer.
I want to start using these three words more often.
There have been many times in the past where I’ve been asked a question and I don’t know. should have been the answer.
Instead, I’ve done my best to give an answer, rather than admitting my fault.
But now knowing something is not a fault. A friend of mine often says,
“A man can’t be called stupid for what he doesn’t know.”
Not knowing is the driving force behind everything we’ve ever done. It’s the main source of fear and on the other side of fear is a better you.
Giving an answer to a question you don’t know the real answer to is like putting a roadblock on a street you’ve never been down. You’re effectively destroying a potential learning opportunity.
Stating you don’t know something is not shameful. It’s courageous. In an information-packed world, everyone is expected to know everything.
I love not knowing about something. It means I can practice asking questions. It opens up a conversation for me to learn something from someone else or it provides an opportunity for me to find the answer myself.
I certainly don’t know everything. Far from it. No one does. That’s the beauty of knowledge. As soon as you scratch the surface on a certain topic, the depths you can reach are limited only by your will to seek for more.
Finding things out is pleasurable. Especially when done with someone else. When asked a challenging question, instead of offering the first response that comes to mind, try, I don’t know, let’s find out together.
Not only will you learn something new, you’ll build a deeper relationship with that person. A bond forged by discovery.
I want to ask more questions. I want to learn more. Admitting I don’t know is the best way to get there.