Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Does curiosity really kill the cat?!

Lucky goes crazy at the crack of dawn. She's the calico kitten my husband rescued from scavenging crows little more than a month ago. It was curiosity that came to her rescue, is it not? If he didn't suffer inquisitiveness, and not investigate the racket of cawing coming from an abandoned house two plots away, Lucky would have been very 'unlucky' - pecked to shreds indeed!

She's the boss at home these days, I'm only allowed to serve, and fuss with her when she craves it. Probably deserving of this worship she is - fending off hungry beaks is not easy for a three-week old baby. Call it instinct if you will, but Lucky has earned the black 'n' brown fur stripes. Lessons from her escapade she holds in wise eyes - I watch her challenge the crows these days with new-found confidence. Got me thinking - this kitten. Is it curiosity-led confidence she's found, or does confidence in fact feed inquisitive inventiveness?

I have found over the years - new confidence that is - around every blind corner I've turned. A tad bit wiser every time from throwing yourself into an abyss of the unknown - new awareness comes from where I don't honestly know - but several leaps of faith have grown me like a germinating seed eager to sprout forth green. Had I not trusted my gut even if it meant biting off a little more than I can possibly chew, the reward could never have been mine to savour. Could never see it but, still can't sometimes - the reward waits though, and it is mine. The problem with this blind-corner-reward-habit is the inability to say 'no' to virtually anything that crosses your path. Everything becomes opportunity.

"Thinking is man’s only basic virtue, from which all the others proceed" - Ayn Rand makes clear. If it was not for our ability to reason and contemplate, our curious instinct - sixth sense - might have the animal-like sharpness. Preparedness and caution would be less planned, and we will give in to our adventurous spirit, I believe. Of course, Ms Rand writes in a different context, and I'm pulling out a singular line to dwell on here. She also says: "The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me." 

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