Poem: Slow to Argue

Flaming emails
Snappy hot nit-picky comments
Smoking accusations about right and wrong
Impassioned, burning tirades
Storming in
Stomping out

None of these
Can hold a candle
To sitting
(Not smoldering)
Just
Witnessing
Observing
Then speaking calmly
A little
Letting the fire die down
Being slow to argue

 

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About the poem:
Arguing is such a fun sport, but like many sports it’s often just a lot of running around. I’ve sent some flaming emails in my day, and often been surprised at the damage they have created. These days, on a good day, I am slower to argue.

I love the Rumi quote,

Beyond our ideas of right-doing and wrong-doing,there is a field. I’ll meet you there

Being raised Catholic, I gotta say, I never heard anything like this. And at first, I didn’t get it. But now, I agree. Focusing only on my idea of right and wrong is often too narrow. There is something deeper, and that’s where I want to be.

 

 

 

 

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