Grit
Grit as in grittiness. Granular.
So much of life is granular. The bits and pieces we see and
work with every day, every hour and minute. The little things that add up to
big in a hurry. We don’t always know this, the grittiness is that compelling
and alluring of our attention.
Think about the country lane you may walk upon. Some of it
is paved, much of it isn’t. small stones and pebbles along with sand. Gritty in
texture. But the road appears solid and worthy of travel. It is hale and hardy
until too much rain or snow turns it to soup and mush.
Much of life is like that, too. Isn’t it? I am not telling
tales here. I am reflecting on fact and reality.
Grit allows us to appreciate the whole while dealing with
the tiny piece of that whole. We see how it is put together and functions in
our world. Grit also provides traction in slippery conditions. Like thought in
confusing times, grit ideas provide the logical steps toward a broader
understanding. This is how knowledge is built, assembled over time.
Dealing with the world higher up where grit does not appear,
or readily so, much of life is muddied. We deal with the whole of complexity
without the benefit of grit. That is for lesser people. The clerks, and worker
bees that toil in the details. Not us. No, surely not us.
A chasm in reality slowly takes shape. The worker bees often
understand the whole sooner and better than those who handle the whole without
grit.
I appreciate grit. It has informed me my entire life. I know
this now. I did not in earlier years. It took work, threat of danger, and toiling
in the nitty gritty of life to learn lessons of value. That’s the grit I’m
talking about.
We need to fully understand grit in our lives. It would be
foolish to avoid it entirely.
June 3, 2024
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