Teach What You Know
This subject is potentially a can of worms. It assumes you are
willing to commit to the hubris that you actually know something when
all around you your boomer friends are still spouting off
about how the more they know the more they realize how much they
don’t know. False Modesty. I’m at a point where I’m willing to take the
risk (of hubris) and hereby agree to tell whomever will listen that I know
some important things. I have no grandchildren to indulge or
guide through their youth as their buffer from their intense parents.
Okay, I’m supposing this is the way it is. My observation is that
Grammy and Grandpa enter a gentle state of self-hypnosis and when
they’re not listening to The Beatles or the Stones, they heap loving kindness
and indulgence on their grandkids. Eat the candy, play computer games,
stay up late. Play dates. Has that become one word yet? A date to play? Please.
Invite your friends over any time and enjoy!
Ask Imagine Changes:
Question: So, will you be telling us more about what you know?
Imagine Changes: Maybe