What If I Was Wrong?

Consider for a minute that the world, and humanity, had a right way of operating.

I ask you to consider this because we currently don’t live in that world. Laws, social interactions, gods, diets, languages used, business models, mindsets, educational systems, and moral and ethical practices (to name a few) all differ around the world and have been adopted as the right way of operating by certain populations – not all. Since there are many people that believe they have discovered this ultimate “right way,” it could be suggested that we currently live in a world that has many right ways of operating. And that no one really knows who is correct or not.

So, considering all of a sudden that there was an epiphany in our collective humanity and we all saw, understand, and followed an “ultimate right way,” we would then have a clear understanding of what the wrong way of living would be as well. I begin to wonder what would happen if who I was and what I did, today, fell under being wrong.

What if, under the ultimate right way, vision and goal setting was considered wrong and detrimental to society?
What if that transformational course or influential text I looked to for answers was wrong and full of lies?
What if the people I hung out with, who I considered to be spearheading the next revolution, were actually the ones promoting the wrong way of living?
What if the companies and organizations I supported with my money and time were blacklisted for being evil and corrupt?
What if the way I lead a team, the way I spoke, the way I spent my Saturday nights, the way I spent my Sunday mornings, the way I dressed, the way I thought, the way I presented a workshop, the way I danced, the way I made money, the way I showed gratitude, …. were all wrong?

They could be.

I don’t know.
In our world of many right ways, no one does.
We all have really good guesses though. We all have our right way that we would be willing to share. So I ask myself “What if I turned out to be wrong?”

Would I have spent my life in a tunnel-vision, judging others and their way of living, protecting my right (and ultimately wrong) ways and condemning their wrong (and ultimately right) ways.
Or would I have spent my life showing love and grace to myself and others, remaining rooted in my way yet able to incorporate, celebrate, and see the good in others’ ways.

If everything that I said, did, and believed in was wrong – would I still be proud of who I was for this world?

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