A past version of me offered advice to others whether they asked for it or not. They rarely asked, and I offered a lot of advice. (Picture a verbal steamroller.)
Beyond that, I expected people to conform to my advice, and even to my opinions. If they did not, I used the above word pattern and debate tactics to try and convince them.
Then, I came across a few wise people whose policy is to not offer advice unless it is requested. I watched these people with fascination and respect. I’ve decided their policy is a good one.
It was interesting to examine the reasons for my overwhelming advice-giving. What I found was not pretty. But I believe that’s a good thing, because the most freeing thing I’ve ever experienced is looking at myself with brutal honesty. It helped me to change the world starting with myself.
I slip back into my old, bad habits in a heartbeat, so I have to be vigilant. Thankfully, I personally know the Light of the World, who helps me see my dark corners, and sweeps the dirt away. I meet with Him regularly, one on one.
Actually, I cling to Him as though my life depended on it, because it does.
And if you’ve encountered me on one of those days when I wasn’t vigilant, please accept my humble apologies. (Poor you.)
(This post was inspired by J. T. Alewine, who recently passed away, and by my husband.)