Differences
“Always
remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else.”
Margaret
Mead
We are encouraged to
believe that we are one of a kind—and unless we are an identical
twin, that's true enough. If we apply that to the whole human race,
everyone is a unique specimen of humanity. Paradoxically, we also
seem to believe that we should all be alike; that there is only one
“right” and anything that diverges from it is simply “wrong.”
We hold this to be true in many arenas of life—religious,
political, domestic and moral.
The past couple of weeks
have been a case study in how different folks cope with the same
situation in different ways. I've been helping a friend through a
very difficult passage. He is enduring the medical treatment for
Multiple Myeloma, the last stage of which is killing his bone marrow
and then doing a stem-cell transplant. He's quite ill. My way of
coping is to work—pick up his mail, water his plants, go to visit
at the hospital, wash his laundry, and send updates to his family who
live states away. The family's way of dealing with it is to
communicate with him by joking around in emails. His way of coping is
to try and sleep through the whole thing. Everyone has their own
coping strategies and defense mechanisms. Usually, they are learned
from family of origin, going back generations. My entire family were
workaholics, so it makes sense for me to cope by working. I focus on
the deadly seriousness of his illness. He and his family use their
life-long, goofing-around way of relating to defend themselves
against that. No one is right, or wrong—just different. I wonder what your coping strategies are.
When someone is very
different from us, our first response is usually to reject them as
bad or wrong-headed. It requires understanding our own differences, and
where they came from to stop judging the other, and simply let them
be who they are. We may find other ways of living to be irritating,
even threatening, and the other person may see us in the same light.
The only way to leap the gulf between us is to put aside our idea
that there is only one right way, and that way is ours. If I conceive
of myself as unique, then I must allow you to be unique too. And, so
you are.
In the Spirit,
Jane
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