What is The Fool? And why the hell do we devote an entire day to someone who seems... well, so foolish? The origin of this day still remains a mystery. Some scholars believe April Fool's has its roots in ancient Rome. Others decree that it began in the Dark Ages, and some suggest the holiday made its way onto the calendar, by mistake as a prank, but gained appeal. Point being-- there’s a lot for interpretation surrounding this day.
My interpretation includes the iconic Rider-Waite tarot image: the youth on a mountain top; head poised, gazing up into the clouds; his satchel containing a scant supply for the journey; and he saunters gaily... towards the edge of a cliff... completely unaware that nothing in his archaic felicity will grant him permission to suddenly take flight or bounce unharmed from the jagged, earthy, and dismal death below.
But unlike Mr. T, I don’t actually pity dis’ foooo’. In fact, today reminds me of a valuable lesson that only The Fool himself can teach. The lesson is coveted and richly desired, but very few understand it. I believe, it is The Fool who has actually mastered bliss. He doesn’t reprimand himself for his failures and neither does he chide himself for being curious and for making mistakes. His flaws are not concealed, or hidden, and his faults are not segue to shame or shortcoming. Instead, The Fool has accepted, happily, that he is, after all, completely imperfect.
Though perceived as naive, unfocused, and a dreamer; remember, it’s The Fool who mustered enough courage to scale an entire mountain and acted with enough conviction to learn what the world looked like from a different perspective, way up in the clouds, in a place where most of us only dream of going.
Be foolish-- but not the kind that gets you into bar fights.
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