It seems as though all my life I have held to the idea that I was right. Â It is not so much that I had to know everything. Â Often when I do not know something, I can just say that I do not know. Â When I do know something, I have trouble seeing that what I believe to be true is not true.
Always being right is a lot of work. Â It is a load to carry. Â It is weighty and tiring.
Always being right leads to ignorance. Â It requires a closed mind. Â It reduces my opportunity to learn.
Opening up to the possibility that another person may be right takes less effort than defending my position on what I believe to be true. Â I can relax and listen. Â I can have a discussion instead of a debate.
Later if I find that I am in fact right, I can keep that information to myself. Â I can allow the other person the right to continue to believe in their thinking.
I heard a woman say one time that it is so easy for her to believe her own thinking, because it has always been there. Â So I am going to open the door to my thinking to allow myself at least the opportunity to replace thinking that has always been there with some new thinking.
I want to be extraordinary. Â I am going to allow myself to be wrong.