“You can’t get mad at weather because weather’s not about you. Apply that lesson to most other aspects of life.” Douglas Coupland
A trait that I don’t like about myself – which I’m sure you’ve never noticed or perhaps might pretend you’ve never noticed – is that I process information by looking at it through my own experiences. I’m not the only person that does this but I don’t like it and I try to slow down and truly listen.
Someone said that there is no such thing as conversation, we’re all just waiting for a chance to tell our own story. That is one thing the internet can do for us. It’s easier to take the time to really listen in writing. Not that we always do that. A lot of my old forum days were spent either watching or participating in shouting matches in which everyone was really saying, listen to me – only my opinion counts.
But what I’m talking about is how when you’re listening to someone and you’re really hearing them – and you pull what they’re saying inside and roll it around in your own experiences. I don’t know how you feel exactly, you say, but I’ve felt something similar. I’m not saying my experience is the same, I’m saying that I’m trying to understand how you feel.
But probably it’d be better if I shut up. If I stopped and kept the internal musings internal. I know this. I was reminded of it recently in a post where the person was talking about what not to say to someone in crisis. I know this, but I still do it. You’d think in the written world of the internet I could slow down and not write the things that are going on inside my head.
I get a pass for tomorrow. It’s all about me. I’ll be answering the questions that our friend Ms. Bean posted on her blog this past week. I am glad that she asked new questions. Her responses to the ones that were asked of her are just incredible. I wish everyone thought the way she thinks.
But I’ve already written more than I intended today. So we’ll see what answers I can dream up overnight.