So fickle!

     Perhaps it's not unusual to want what one want's when one wants it no matter what. Today I was reminded of how fickle I am. Strong winds wear me out, seeming to just beat on me. Yet, today I welcomed the 20 mph south wind that usually I'd resent. Why the flip?  One field seems infested with horse flies which inflict a nasty bite. Thanks to the wind today my work in that field was free of flies, so the wind was welcome.
     Such a minor issue just serves to make the point of how self centered I am. "It's all about me" don't you know. Many years ago an experience was a revelation of the depth of my subjectivity. While living in Mohall, ND, our basketball team made it to the regional tournament. The tournament was held in the Mohall gym and our team was to play in the first playoff game. The other team was home to a pastor friend so we invited the pastor and his wife to join us for dinner before the game. After dinner the four of us went to the game each couple sitting with fans for their team. Mohall won the game. After the game our friends came back to our house for dessert. Our friends had a seen a very different game from the one we saw; key plays, reffing, everything was opposite. These friends were in every way our equal or better so the differences in perspective could not be explained by some lack of equality.  No, the difference was subjectivity. Both perspectives were highly subjective.
    That experience has always served as a cautionary tale for me. It's not easy to see from another's perspective but it is worth the effort. Recognizing my little fickle episodes is a reminder of my subjectivity.
      Hoping for rain.......

Takk for alt,

Al

Lake Joanne