THE JOY OF BEING WRONG!

Many people throughout the years have suggested that I write a book. I've never dismissed the notion, but I haven't yet felt the calling to do so in the way that I have felt called to write on this blog, or to write film and television scripts. Nonetheless, I have thought about it, and often when I do, I think of titles. "Full Permission Living" would, of course, be an obvious one, as might "The Truth About Everything."

One of my long-standing favorites, however, is this one:

"The Joy of Being Wrong!"

Yes. The joy of being wrong is... exactly that. A joy. A joy, PL? Yes, because the "need to be right" rests on so many illusions that are out of alignment with the deeper truths of reality that it can literally become the bane of our existence.

Why?

Well, first of all, because the notion of being "right" is rooted in dualistic consciousness, in the illusion of separateness, rather than oneness. In 3D, that illusion was a mainstay of the game. Good versus evil, right versus wrong, my country, politics or religion versus yours, my needs versus your needs, on and on it goes. As a result, in that game, the best case scenarios involved negotiating and compromising away your needs and desires, and the worst meant regular bouts of conflict, battle, and even war ultimately.

Secondly, being right means someone or something else has to be wrong, and so, differences become points of contention and subject to judgment, rather than opportunities for learning, incorporating and enjoying variety. Differences, in other words, must be corrected, not experienced with curiosity or positive interest, sapping much of the richness of diversity out of life.

Third of all, being right is rooted in the energy of pride, the deadliest of the "Seven Deadly Sins." Pride does indeed come before a fall, as the saying goes. It is a house of cards that many relationships and empires have been built upon and collapsed under the weight of. In the most extreme cases, as in the Psychopathic Character Structure, pride is a matter of life and death, where embarrassment or "losing face" is literally a cause to kill and/or die for.

I regularly would say to the members of my groups and classes in a moment when pride and self-righteousness were flaring up, "You have a choice. You could be right, or you could be happy."

Much more to be said on this subject, but suffice it to say for now, folks, discover the joy of being wrong and heave a great sigh of relief... unless you still would like to enjoy another duel or two.