you may be right!

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A friend recently posted this cartoon on their Facebook wall. It’s absolutely brilliant – and perfectly describes the way I view the world.

I often see things from multiple perspectives. Decision making is difficult for me because I believe that everyone holds a piece of the “truth” and that things are not as “black and white” (for lack of a better analogy) as people might like them to be. I’ve often joked that I could never be a judge or an elected official because I would have to make decisions – in public. The combination of those things petrifies me.

My daughter identified at a young age that “making decisions” makes her feel trapped. I had never thought about that before, but it absolutely describes how I feel. My daughter is so much wiser than me.

It’s funny, because my tortured decision-making process is probably the biggest source of contention in my quarter-century marriage. As a borderline ENFP/INFP married to a ISTJ, my need to evaluate myriad possibilities in order to make a “perfect” decision inherently clashes with my husband’s desire to complete tasks in a methodical and timely fashion. You don’t want to know how long it took to select the “right” tile for our kitchen backsplash last year.

It’s so hard when there are so many alternatives to contemplate! And that’s just for choosing an inanimate object. Throw in actual other people with thoughts, feelings, biases. The whole thing gets complicated pretty quickly.

American philosopher Ken Wilbur states eloquently –

“I have one major rule: Everybody is right. More specifically, everybody – including me – has some important pieces of the truth, and all of those pieces need to be honored, cherished, and included in a more gracious, spacious and compassionate embrace”.

Over the years I have shed my involvement with people and organizations that possess rigid thinking in favor of those with more expansive and experiential approaches. Among other reasons, my adopted religion of Quakerism appeals to me for this one –

“As we each possess a different perspective, the insights of community members help illuminate additional new approaches to the truth. Friends, therefore, bring our personal revelations to our communities for “clearness” in discerning the truth. The variety of insights within our communities also helps us achieve wholeness and balance. 

We come to know truth experientially. The search for truth is more important to us than the maintenance of beliefs, and so we try to remain open to new approaches to the truth. 

Our search for truth has further confirmed that ‘way opens’, situations change or circumstances develop, enabling us to find the direction in which to proceed. As we move in that direction, specific steps forward, which were not previously known to us, become apparent”. 

This helps me a great deal.

Sometimes all it takes is getting out of our own heads and being open to new information – or seeing old information in a new way. The world would be a much better place if we could embrace (or at least not reject outright) those pieces of truth that differ from our own.

During walks around the perimeter of my town’s beach, I try to clear my head and take in the beauty of the world around me. Sometimes my thoughts are interrupted by the words of other people and I get a bit agitated.

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Then I remember the importance of shifting perspective to see things in a different way.

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Did you know that in addition to signifying extreme excitement, “woop woop” is also disparaging Australian slang that means “an imaginary remote town or district symbolizing isolation and backwardness”?

It’s all about perspective.

Speaking of which, I am also trying to re-frame my “sucky decision making” ability in the much more positive light of being open-minded and creative.

I feel better just writing that.

what’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding?

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Every year on September 21st we celebrate International Day of Peace. It was founded by the United Nations “to provide an opportunity for all humanity to come together, in spirit and in action, to forward the ideals of and conditions for peace”.

I first learned about this day when my daughter was attending a quirky little Quaker school in the woods of Connecticut. I loved participating in the simple and heartfelt ceremonies designed to better connect us with each other and the world around us. One year the gathering was larger than usual with many guests present at the school’s new campus on the site of a former summer theater and its surrounding 18 gorgeous acres. As I stood in silence holding hands with a circle full of school children, fellow parents and neighbors, I was filled with inspiration. Sharing this beautiful campus and the ideals of this wonderful school with the wider community gave me hope for the future.

Seven years have passed since that gathering. The quirky little school is now closed and the beautiful property sits in limbo (but that’s a whole other story for another day). Every day I see things that upset me and make me doubt the goodness of humanity. I do not always feel as optimistic about things as I did back then.

But I must move forward.

I am grateful that my favorite radio station (90.7 WFUV) paused this year to commemorate this aspirational day with a set of songs about peace. I often find my solace in music.

Peace out.

“And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes

So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.

‘Cause each time I feel it slippin’ away, just makes me wanna cry.
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What’s so funny ’bout peace love & understanding?

Elvis Costello (by way of Nick Lowe)

hello, I must be going!

I’m back.

Ok, it’s been a while. Like a long while. But sometimes that’s how it goes. I figure getting back together with this site is kinda like when you call an old friend out of the blue because you’re going to be in their city and you’d like to get together with them for drinks or dinner.

Although do you even call your friends anymore? You probably text them or Facebook them. And if you’re younger than me, you probably do some other form of social media to let them know you’re in their area…

And now you can see how I have a hard time getting things done. I get sucked into these random musings in my own head.

But I’m back.

For now.

We’ll see how long things last this time.