An aspect of the Fool I’d like to get in touch with is wildness.
Wildness is a scary concept. It’s supposedly the opposite of civilization, rationality, making good decisions, being responsible.
You don’t know what a wild person is going to do next, you don’t know how to deal with them. They seem to know things you don’t know, may talk to beings you can’t see.
Wild people are put away.
I think a part of the scariness of the wild is that being wild requires us to listen to ourselves: get really quiet, listen, and trust what we hear is the truth. When we do this, we often aren’t ready to hear what comes up.
One of the things we might hear is that we have all we need inside and our identities don’t need to come from our jobs or relationships or what other people think of us. We might hear that what society tells us we should want is actually really bad for us. We might hear that we should trust our instincts and make decisions on based what’s good for us.
That sounds reasonable, right? But even that little bit of wildness is scary. It means seeing things we don’t want to see. It results in conversations and actions that others don’t understand. It means putting up boundaries and saying goodbye.
It definitely means valuing ourselves and honoring our desires. And that is worth all the scariness, because that is freedom.
That’s the heart of the Fool, for me. The Fool sets out on her journey because it never occurs to her not to. Her wild innocence, unsullied by society, allows her to move in the direction of her desires because that’s just what she does.
That’s why I want to be a wild fool.
First published January 6, 2018 on Ridley the Fool