In 9th grade English class, we read To Kill a Mockingbird, and in addition to the paper that we had to write on the theme "conscience", I most remember our bubbly little teacher, Mrs. Campbell, repeating Atticus Finch's words "you can never really know a man until you walk a mile in his shoes." (Atticus is such an awesome dad).
So, this week I tried that out, in a more specific way. In theory, I'm forever walking a mile in another man's shoes, or at least trying to, because as a therapist, empathy is one of my more important tools. But this week, I found myself considering empathy in amore personal way - an issue came up with someone in my life - and in many ways, I felt I couldn't understand where that person was coming from.
I'm a big advocate of journaling - so I was journaling about this issue and suddenly the idea came to me about walking a mile in another man's shoes. I decided to write a letter to myself as if I were that other person, a letter that had me addressing the conflict to ME, but from THAT person's point of view entirely.
It really helped. For me, it didn't help because suddenly I understood something about the 'other side' that I didn't understand before. I could have told you all the facts before I wrote the letter. What it helped me do was feel the other person's feelings. And when I felt those feelings, my heart opened up a little. The whole situation feels a little looser to me now, the conflict doesn't feel like a conflict.
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