Isn’t it a matter of where you are standing really? How we see things?
Yep. It depends on where your perspective lies.
Take clouds for instance. From the ground they are beautiful, and majestic. Some days are better white-fluffy-cloud-days than others. Some days you can spot fluffy white rabbits eating carrots… or snowmen… or big billowy turtles… high in the sky. Somedays are grayer.
But. Get up in a plane and the clouds look ALL together different from above. They look like miles and miles of cotton balls…. or white, lumpy ice-cream…. or some kind of weird snowy alien planet surface.
Perspective. It changes everything.
I was reminded of this twice again on the plane.
Inside the plane, there was a baby crying a few seats back. Crying. Sobbing. Crying.
Right behind me was a little girl with her Dad. As the plane was taking off… she started repeating…. over and over….. LOUDLY…. get me off of this plane. I don’t want to be on this plane. I want to go home…. I want MY MOMMY.
And in the seat directly in front of me was a woman…. with a cat… in a carrier. The cat meowed… again… and again. And again.
All three of those passengers sounded much different in their audibles. But the translation? They were ALL saying the same exact thing. Get me off of this plane. I want to go home. I want my Mommy.
Finally, on the plane… reading an article in The Week Magazine. Same idea. The Left Extremists vs. The Right Extremists. Both think they are right. Both think the others are terribly misinformed. Some even think the other is evil. Yet they each can only see from their point of view. They cannot EVEN consider the others. Not even to listen.
Perhaps… we need a little more of the “Seeing things from both sides now” idea. Flip the coin. Change the place where you stand. Trying on the shoes of another.
Be the baby. Then the kid. Then the cat.
Different perspectives. Different translations.
Same basic idea.
“There are no facts, only interpretations.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche