Doing so is difficult. Take, for instance, the philosophical theory about the differences or parallels of perception and reality. It may very well be that reality is only that which we personally perceive—kind of like the idea that a tree falls silently in a forest without there being anyone there to hear it. Most would say that the tree does indeed make an audible sound in its fall, but we can also grasp the feasibility of that concept enough to lend its inception some credence.
That idea extends even further, however, with those who posit we actually only live in a dream state and that our reality is simply a perceptually constructed one, the premise of Poe’s quote that “all that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” Most people jump off the bus at this juncture; it is a little frightening for us—science fiction kind of frightening—to imagine that our reality is neither tangible nor true.
Like most people, I exit at that same point. I rationalize it (now, and as I did once before to the frustrations of my philosophy professor) with the argument that countless beings would all have to be constructing the interactions between ourselves and the realities and different outcomes that arise from those interactions. We would all have to be dream-state constructing the same world, and determining and perceiving all the variables the same way, and all accepting them as our personal and shared truths. Either that or (and I shudder at this thought) everyone and everything in our world is simply a creation of our imagination. That seems even more inconceivable.
But honestly, when I do that, when I argue that, I am really only using logic to fend off my fears. I am afraid that what I want to believe is both real and true, because admitting that it isn’t, or even just allowing the smallest of doubts about it to creep in, would shake the very foundations of everything else about me and my life. If X is not true, then certainly Y may also be false because Y is related to X, and so on and so on, until all the dominoes are laying on their side. Chaos.
Interestingly enough, thoughts along those lines took me back to a time when I was trying to examine and salvage a faltering relationship, and took to books by experts to find ways to attempt this. One of the more interesting books I found (the authors of which I cannot give credit…it was long ago burned) made the point that when couples argue they argue from positions of fear and defensiveness.
A simple example: if my wife/girlfriend and I would argue about why I didn’t manage to take out the trash that week, we would both be retreating to our defensive corners and trying to protect the most basic ideas we have about ourselves and our realities. My not taking the trash out would represent to her my disregard for her feelings by doing something she hoped I would do, which in turn would mean that I do not care about her needs, and meant I did not value her as a person or care about her, which also meant she was not a person worth caring about, either by me or by anyone else.
Likewise, I might be feeling that her initial request was her asking me to do a demeaning and menial task, that her calling me out on it meant she was willing to hurt my feelings, or to call into question my skills or abilities as a partner (or a partner who is capable of caring and courteous acts). I might be thinking she meant I was not a good mate for her, or anyone else, and thus, a less worthy person.
In an argumentative and self-protective game of Six Degrees, we would both end up raising the stakes over a silly bag of trash and turning the entire thing into a war to ward off our most basic fears of self-perception and self esteem.
That book went on to offer ways of working around this, but my girlfriend at the time never read the book, and the application of their advice must have escaped me. At least it did then.
No, check that: I think it still has.
I know this because of a recent conflict in my life with people important to me. As it was happening, as it was building to a ridiculous crescendo, I could feel within myself both anxiety and fear building to levels that clouded my interpretations of others’ words and deeds, and it was only in my understanding of this in myself that I began to realize it was what was prompting the same within them. We had all retreated and raised our hackles and bared our claws in a display of primal instinct.
Once I could recognize that, it became easier to understand the actions, but did not make the resolution and reconciliation any easier, because that meant that one or both of us would have to be humble enough to admit some wrongdoing and reach out to each other. Just like with couples, this is probably the hardest step.
In retrospect, what I learned about myself in all this was that I may have been (or still am) a little hypocritical of my mantra to “seek first to understand, then to be understood.” At some point in the process my emotions took over and they short-circuited the Six Degrees process I needed to think through in order to understand my gut reaction, or—just as importantly—their actions and reactions. If I had been adept at doing so, whether they had been or not, I might have helped steer things in a different direction, or been humble enough to see things through their eyes and agree to disagree in a manner that would not have been destructive or damaging.
And that doesn’t have to apply to my closest of relationships either; it works for acquaintances and friends and peers at work as well, if I care enough to be the kind of person to try and apply it. It might make things a little easier at work, or relieve a little of the stress that so often comes with the holidays and time with family, or possibly even ease the tensions that seem to build during election cycles. I don’t necessarily have to attempt this as a means of respecting or caring about someone else more; it might be something I want to do for myself in order to be a better person.
Which will, in turn, probably make me a more likable or lovable person to others. Which will then tell me that I am indeed a good person. Which will then tell me that my foundation of self esteem is a little more solid, and that my perception of myself is a little more real and true.
See how that works?
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