We have all heard the phrase “assumptions make an ass out of you and me.” And when you choose to live your life in public, you are going to get called on incongruencies between your stated beliefs and your actions, including assumptions made in a public space. Including public online spaces.
At least this will happen if you connect with people who are into being real. And if you are truly real yourself and subscribe to the philosophy of becoming a better version of yourself every day, you will welcome this feedback with open arms… as long as the person is kind. That is my belief.
I’m here to evolve. I’m here to be a better me each day. I’m here to be the best version of Juliet I can be.
So, yesterday I wrote a poem that was loaded with assumptions. And I also made the assumption that the person I wrote it about would never read it, that it would be received by its readers in a general way about how we all are special, how no one is more special than anyone else.
It was written about a very brief encounter with a human being I did not know. I did not mention who she was in the poem (I did not even know) or describe what she looked like.
About 1.5 hours ago I received a PM from her.
The past hour and a half have been a big wake up call for me in many ways. I’m going to share some of them with you.
- The world is a smaller place every day. There are no strangers anymore. We are between zero to six degrees of separation from everyone else on the planet.
- If a situation upsets me, I need to look inward at WHY that is my reaction to the situation.
- Assumptions are never a good thing.
- Often people have reasons for their actions that we are not aware of. Sometimes very good reasons. And we often are not aware of those reasons.
- Some people truly embody humility in such a way that it can be difficult for them in situations where most people would flaunt their authority, but they choose not to.
- If you write in public, it is public. Everyone on the planet can see it. So never write something about someone you would feel weird about them actually reading. Bad idea.
- I’m not as patient as I thought I was.
- If I read something like what I wrote, written about me, it would likely crush me. I don’t know that I would have the guts to PM the person who wrote it. I’m humbled beyond words.
- I’m feeling the need to be more reflective before I post things I write. Read each post with different eyes from other people’s perspectives, see how it looks and feels from their eyes.
- I’m grateful that social networks exist. They enable lessons like these to happen. I think the more we call all be real with each other and kindly call each other out on our incongruencies, the more easily we can all evolve.