She’s lewd, often loud-mouthed, and notorious for blurting out, “I TOLD YOU SO.” Let’s face it. We don’t want to admit that, when it comes down to it, we’re ignorant and uneducated about much of what life has to offer. We like to think we’ve got it all put together, but in reality, we’re sifting through puzzle pieces and complaining to our friends that it’s just too damn difficult some days. We trudge away and fit pieces together until some sort of image starts to appear. That is, until our jerky older sister comes in and throws everything we’ve been building on the ground, just for the amusement of ruffling our feathers. Just when things seem to be smooth sailing, Experience has to come through like a violent storm and arouse waves that could sink our little sailboat. B9, you sunk my battleship. A series of unfortunate events, indeed.
The reality is, Experience shapes us into who we are and who we will become. Now, you may not like it, but when you get older, you realize that Experience just wanted one thing all along – to build you into a radical being who can hold their own. She wants you to grow up to be wise and accomplished. She wishes for you to be skilled and educated. Sometimes Experience hurts. Sometimes she sets you up, puts you in bad situations, and/or makes you regret a series of events. Sometimes she pushes you, takes you places you’ve never been, and shows you what you’re truly capable of. Experience can open your eyes to worlds you never knew existed. Experience can bring you up to the highest summit or push you off the edge and send you plundering into a deep, dark, sea. That’s the beauty of Experience.
Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgment. / Rita Mae Brown
Experience builds character. She gives you scratches and scars you will carry with you for the rest of your life. But wait a minute – Experience isn’t all that bad. I’m really not trying to give her a bad rap. She’s not just the bearer of bad news, but she can also deliver a lot of really rad gifts at your doorstep. Like a Santa Claus that drops by more than once a year (thus overstaying her welcome). When others push you down, Experience may stand up for you, kiss your scrapes and put a cute Hello Kitty band-aid over the surface wound. She may inspire you to be brave when your initial reaction is to go run and hide under the covers. She can be a huge pain the in the ass, but she’s got a few tricks up her sleeve.
Experience is a tough cookie, but as the years pass, you’ll look back and learn to appreciate all she’s given you and everything she’s put you through. Because after all, she’s family and you’ve got to love her. And, she’s not going anywhere, so get used to it. Embrace her. Learn to appreciate her. Love her, because everything she does for you is out of love.
Do you know the difference between education and experience? Education is when you read the fine print; experience is what you get when you don’t. / Pete Seeger
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