One of the fundamental lessons I learned early in life is to speak only of what I truly know. I strive to be cautious about offering personal opinions that may come across as ‘facts,’ mainly because no one has all the answers.
This was a challenging principle for me to adopt. In my younger years, I felt compelled to share my opinions on topics like the paranormal and life after death whenever asked. I was convinced I had answers, but in truth, my so-called knowledge was based entirely on books I had read and the opinions of others. Over time, as I became more attuned to the other side, I realised that much of my earlier understanding was flawed. This awareness prompted a significant change: I decided to stop offering my opinions unless they were rooted in genuine knowledge and personal experience. The reasons were twofold: to avoid spreading confusion to others and to prevent myself from appearing foolish.
Fortunately, I’ve recognised and rectified my mistakes, halting my participation in the snowball of ignorance before it grew further. Sadly, I see many people on various platforms sharing information and answering questions as though they possess irrefutable truth. Few people are willing to admit, “I don’t know.” It seems admitting uncertainty is more difficult than confidently presenting opinions as facts.
As I progressed, I came to appreciate the power of silence. It brought me greater clarity and deepened my attunement: the less of me, the more of God. I learned to step back from the noise and the noisemakers, shifting my focus away from seeking knowledge for its own sake and towards serving others.
I hope that one day, all the noisemakers, especially the extremists, might come to this realisation and find their peace. To be human is a wonderful thing.
