We learn and we relearn and we learn yet again. The same thing. Only deeper each time. Fuller. Hopefully, with less me, more I in it. That came to me when I read my "God Calling" this morning. There on 12/11/89, I had written, I welcome the opportunity to be thought wrong without any opportunity to set the record straight...to be thought wrong by all or any of my peers.
Beside that note, is another note dated 1998, Ditto AGAIN!
And beneath that is one dated 2007, Me now.
On this very day, 12/11/17, I wrote, Still...thank you.
I remember each of the reasons for my welcoming such an opportunity, and each one had to do with my being misheard or misinterpreted. Any attempt to correct the misunderstanding would have most likely created an unnecessary brouhaha, so I would shoot a silent thank you, and remember back in the day when I had first learned that lesson.
That was probably in 1975 when a man misheard me at an open forum and loudly agreed with his interpretation of what he had heard..which was so far from what I had said or believed that I felt my head and heart near to exploding.
Fortunately, before I could get my mouth in gear, I glimpsed a lady at the table very gently shaking her head, letting me know I needed to say nothing, he was the only one who misheard. She came to me after the discussion to say, people hear what they want to hear...let them...just don't get their mud on your skirts. Isn't that wonderful? I've never forgotten that, and the majority of the time over the years, I have heeded those words.
The fact of importance is that I still must needs fight my own self, my ego Lucy, to do the right thing. I See Me in that, and I am grateful. Grateful for it is when I See Me that I know to step back, that the God of my understanding has my back. I'm home free in my head.
Thank you.
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