As a writer, my intent is to provide the reader with as little information (but very good information) as possible so they can create the big picture on their own. The danger in this is that the reader brings their own experiences to the work and if they are not willing to unlearn at least some of what they know, the meaning becomes misconstrued.
Writing is very much like life. Some of it is shit. Some of it is moving and memorable. What I like about it is that after all the work I have done, I simply hand it over. Trusting that the reader will see that most of the story and meaning–most of life–is beneath the surface. That knee-jerk reactions based on what they have learned are useless and that to truly enter the story the reader has to let go, give up, and consent to the possibility of being freed again.