Oft times when setting the timer to offer my brain much needed downtime, I'd enjoy a stress-relieving laugh while listening to my kids converse.
Once, when younger son, Steven returned from preschool, I smiled while listening to him sharing what he'd learned about President Hammerhead Lincoln with his brother, Barry, older by two years. Within seconds, my smile became a hearty laugh upon hearing Barry correcting younger brother ... 'His name isn't Hammerhead Lincoln, his name is Hammerman Lincoln'...
When children have no clue that they're passing misinformation, back and forth, listening is nothing short of funny ... You know, like years ago, when we couldn't wait to see Art Linkletter's TV show, where each segment of Kids Say The Darndest Things was downright hysterical. Art would ask little pitchers with big ears highly personal questions, concerning family life, and listening to their misinformed perceptions tickled funny bones across the nation.
On the other hand, when adults pass misinformation around without differentiating defensive misperception from neutrality's interpretation of facts, a person's stellar reputation can be tarnished to a point of hurtfulness, which, over time, may cause the bonds of a deeply treasured friendship to fray on both sides.
Upon hearing that one person has chosen to separate from another, I don't need to hear every sad detail concerning all that went wrong to surmise that if their entire story be told, the one who'd felt the need to separate might be more inclined to reveal layers of the story that the other person's ego might choose to 'forget' (repress), because baring certain details might feel embarrassing.
As funny as it is to listen to children pass around misinformation, that's how hurtful it can be to hear falsehood pass through the grapevine when the subject being disparaged is ... you.
Each time the grapevine serves up someone's defensive misperceptions about me, watch me choose to share less and less of my personal life with one whose ego needs to twist facts into self serving fabrication...
BTW ... if you see this particular post as suggesting my present need to vent ... your perception is correct :)
Whenever my brain needed down time while raising my sons, the timer offered stress relief ... When my brain needs stress relief, today, I resist interaction with defensive walls too many layers thick for problem solving logic to penetrate. When it comes to experiencing too much pain, too little gain... been there, done that. Therefore, today, watch me turn away from misperception and toward a separate path where a greater sense of inner peace awaits ...
Once, when younger son, Steven returned from preschool, I smiled while listening to him sharing what he'd learned about President Hammerhead Lincoln with his brother, Barry, older by two years. Within seconds, my smile became a hearty laugh upon hearing Barry correcting younger brother ... 'His name isn't Hammerhead Lincoln, his name is Hammerman Lincoln'...
When children have no clue that they're passing misinformation, back and forth, listening is nothing short of funny ... You know, like years ago, when we couldn't wait to see Art Linkletter's TV show, where each segment of Kids Say The Darndest Things was downright hysterical. Art would ask little pitchers with big ears highly personal questions, concerning family life, and listening to their misinformed perceptions tickled funny bones across the nation.
On the other hand, when adults pass misinformation around without differentiating defensive misperception from neutrality's interpretation of facts, a person's stellar reputation can be tarnished to a point of hurtfulness, which, over time, may cause the bonds of a deeply treasured friendship to fray on both sides.
Upon hearing that one person has chosen to separate from another, I don't need to hear every sad detail concerning all that went wrong to surmise that if their entire story be told, the one who'd felt the need to separate might be more inclined to reveal layers of the story that the other person's ego might choose to 'forget' (repress), because baring certain details might feel embarrassing.
As funny as it is to listen to children pass around misinformation, that's how hurtful it can be to hear falsehood pass through the grapevine when the subject being disparaged is ... you.
Each time the grapevine serves up someone's defensive misperceptions about me, watch me choose to share less and less of my personal life with one whose ego needs to twist facts into self serving fabrication...
BTW ... if you see this particular post as suggesting my present need to vent ... your perception is correct :)
Whenever my brain needed down time while raising my sons, the timer offered stress relief ... When my brain needs stress relief, today, I resist interaction with defensive walls too many layers thick for problem solving logic to penetrate. When it comes to experiencing too much pain, too little gain... been there, done that. Therefore, today, watch me turn away from misperception and toward a separate path where a greater sense of inner peace awaits ...
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