poems

Judging

March 13, 1990

I’d like to learn to not judge!

So often my emotions jerk violently in outrage at some act of misconduct (as I see it) that comes to my attention. Or I glow with approval when I learn of something good (in my judgment).

The constant act of “judging” gets in the way of discussion. It is difficult to exchange ideas if my mind is busy deciding how I feel about what I hear, rather than openly receiving and transmitting information.

Likewise, it is difficult to see someone “as is” if I cloak him in the raiment of “my opinion” about what he says or does—or how he appears or acts.

Prejudice has to play a big part in judging. On what other basis do we make judgments?

It seems there are many good reasons to learn to not judge.

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