I think joy and sweetness and affection are a spiritual path. We’re here to know God, to love and serve God, and to be blown away by the beauty and miracle of nature. You just have to get rid of so much baggage to be light enough to dance, to sing, to play. You don’t have time to carry grudges; you don’t have time to cling to the need to be right. ~ Anne Lamott
Of course we all think we’re right, if we’re given to thinking at all, or we’d change our minds, wouldn’t we? But there’s a world of difference between thinking I’m likely right in my views and persuasions and in needing to be right.
Needing to be right is like walking in the water in with your tennis shoes and blue jeans on. Heavy with myopia and soaked to the skin with the weight of wearing that which should have been shed, we slog and slosh, proving our point, boldly bearing grudges and rarely giving a thought to dancing.
How often would you describe someone as full of joy and sweetness and affection and the need to be right? Some things are too incongruent to mingle.
When I think I’m right, I share my perspectives with some optimism that you’ll hear me and I’ll hear you and, and, when I’m wrong, I’ll change and grow. When I need to be right, I don’t discuss, I dictate. I don’t listen, I lecture. I don’t learn, I don’t dare.
Nothing weighs one down quite like carrying a grudge, proving a point or the needing to be right. All that extra baggage can sink the ship really, can’t it?