I am a very nervous traveller when it comes to the airplane journey. No matter how many times I fly it feels like the first time. Jitters a day before, nervousness when it takes off...anxiety...anxiety...more anxiety and super anxious as it decends to land. I keep watching all the airplane crash series on the likes of discovery and then keep thinking about them on board. 😣
During one such journey I could not help but notice my 4.6 month old son excited. He kept watching outside the window consistently and getting excited. He had to be told a zillion times to strap his seat belt as we approached to land. I kept wondering that he had enjoyed the entire journey. He considers it as a means of travel and not something deadly to be scared of. He was enjoying the moment the journey.
This made me think, is too much knowledge really harmful? Just because we know too much about everything that adds on to our miseries. Is it our constant search of too much knowledge of everything that stops us from sitting back and enjoying the moment we are in? Is it really folly to be wise when ignorance is a bliss. What has to happen has to happen it won't change if we worried or we didn't just like my 4 year old he wouldn't bother if the landing gears get stuck or the plane shoots of the runway or looses it's balance. He won't feel fear or anxious until he sees it on his parent's face. He would live for the moment and enjoy every bit of it.
I smiled as we had a smooth landing and he was disappointed since we had to leave the plane. Hope I remember the lesson learnt today I said to myself. 😊😊