"A bird does not sing because it has an answer; it sings because it has a song."
~ Chinese proverb
Dontcha love this?
In reading this quote this morning I couldn’t help but note how many times I need an answer, a justification, a rationale. How frequently I put myself through the rigours of critical thinking in response to what I perceive as a lack of it around me.
If I’m angry, I assess my responsibility. Same with sad, disappointed, frustrated, hurt, etc. I second-guess my perceptions. Make sure I've cut the appropriate breaks and examined issues from every conceivable angle. I find myself sifting through thought debris endlessly to make sure I don’t point a finger elsewhere best kept to myself.
Self-evaluation is an important exercise. Not saying it isn’t. But, there’s a but. It's possible, sometimes even desirable, to own feelings and just be with them. Say hello to them without all the consternation. Let emotion wash over and do nothing else.
Because I have a song, not an answer.
So I ask myself these questions:
- What's in the way?
- How long am I capable of being with emotion without diverting to thinking?
- Must everything be justified?
- What attachment do I have to rationale that's helpful, and sometimes not so helpful?
- How many “songs” unsung might I have because I think I need "an answer" first?