Unlearning

As I’ve aged, I realize that what I once accepted as “iron-clad rules” might not be so. A house, for example, does not need thorough cleaning every week. The sign of a spider web might mean a tiny spider has been busy for the last few minutes. It is not a symbol of filth.

In a different realm, I’ve learned that I don’t have to respond to everything I disagree with or don’t like. I can choose to be silent.

Our visiting minister yesterday said, without being specific, that in retirement he is unlearning previously held beliefs.

You write it: What are you unlearning?