Whether we take a glimpse or a long and lingering look into someone else’s life, at best all that is ever available to us is what poet Rumi described as “idle speculation.”
Because we are severely limited to “idle speculation” I think advice giving or diagnosing is perilous. Not only dangerous, I think advising snuffs out all the possible creations that take on life when two people listen outside of their judgments.
What I’ve treasured about one of my closest friendships is that no matter what we never told one another what do to. No matter how treacherous the landscape became, we showed up for the moment free of judgment, full of camaraderie. “I will walk or run this mile with you because I believe in you” was the unexpressed philosophy of our friendship.
Advising is easy, judgments are a dime a dozen. But taking time to truly understand is priceless. I think we all need someone to take the time to understand life in our shoes. We aren’t aching for another “you really should do this and that.” We don’t need someone who hasn’t walked a minute in our day to tell us how it is. I think we benefit each other in the most meaningful ways when we forbid the delivery of our own limited speculation and venture beyond.
On living up to yourself,
Carrie