Communicator

I spend a good part of my days trying to conceptualize who I am. It’s because I feel so confused. Seems there’s a large part of me that can’t comprehend the complexities of others. Therefore, by conclusion, I find I do not understand myself.

“Everyone hears only what he understands.”

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Maybe the puzzle begins there, if I can grasp some sort of self-realization I can then make my way through this maze. Life is complex because of people. If you break it down to days, minutes, seconds, where are the key moments located? In instances of interaction, social, or otherwise.

“To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.”

Kahlil Gibran quotes

From there would behaviors feel so irrational? I would assume not. My question really, however, is what happens as we grow and change? Then what, does all the research get thrown out the door? Or, with the insights granted, we still have some comprehension as to why behaviors are occuring? Then we can never say we are surprised but that we saw something ignited.

“Get in touch with the way the other person feels. Feelings are 55% body language, 38% tone and 7% words.”

-Professor Albert Mehrabian

As one can probably tell I have reasons for wanting all this “knowledge.” Some days it feels worth the effort and others, well I just want to throw everyone into a pit of fire.

Being that I’m human my patience is wearing thin. As I strive to “give the benefit of the doubt” or to strictly “get people” I become less patient with their…limitations.

Granted you can see I am not a perfect communicator but I do value that I try, honestly. There is no day I want to pass with someone being confused as to what I meant by anything, spoken or otherwise.

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Light up the Life

“Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart”

            – Kahlil Gibran

There’s so much beauty in this world, so much light, that we take for granted. I don’t know what makes us be blind to it all. At what point do we flick the switch and it’s, “lights out?”

There’s no weakness in appreciation and value; and yet the strong ones make it appear so.

Who are these strong ones? – The strong and silent type, maybe. Those people who make the world seem like a villain; always fighting against them. A villain who sends daily foes to come their way. Puts all life’s hardships in a strange perspective.

Then there’s the others. I’d say I am one of them. Who see the beauty, who revel in it. The people who appreciate it but we somehow get distracted by those strong ones. We get made to feel like we are the weak ones; naive. But it’s intelligence, to be thankful.

Of course there are in-between’s, there always are. These people who don’t quite fit into one category. But they don’t really make this outline of humanity as interesting.

I hope one day the grouping converges. It won’t make people too similar to be together; it will create a happier society. Where the answer to “why is life so hard?” will be…”it’s not.” Simply put. It’s not. Maybe with that life will become simpler too.

Dreamer?