A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about surrendering to the ebbs of life. Still experiencing the ebb, I’ve been doing a lot of reading and reflecting recently. It’s all part of what’s coming next, I know that, so trusting it is easier than it would have been a few years ago.

One of the books I’m reading at the moment is The Good Wife of Bath. An historical novel by Karen Brooks, it’s the retelling of The Wife of Bath (one of Geoffrey Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales) but from a different perspective. The premise of the book is based on the question, what if the story was told by the woman herself, rather than it being written about her, by a man, in the Middle Ages? Reading this book is giving me a fascinating opportunity to muse on how stories, experiences, and truth can be vastly different depending on our individual perspectives.

Our perspectives are formed by so many conditions, filters and distortions that the ‘truth’ is really just our interpretation of the experiences we’ve had and are having. It’s how we make sense of the world around us and our interactions in it. It’s what, in NLP terms, is our map of the world, and for each of us, our map is different.

Yet, as a collective humanity, we seem to have difficulty in honouring the differences. What I notice is this propensity to prove one truth over another, one perspective right, another wrong. Either, or; not both. No messy middle ground, or uncomfortable acceptance of all of it as true.

And, of course, as one person argues for their perspective, they can back it up with logic and fact. The problem is that all perspectives can be backed up by logic, and logic can be used to disprove any opposite we want to. So, how on earth does this help us find the truth?!

My perspective, which is not ‘true’ but I offer it as something for you to ponder on, is that no matter what Fox Mulder said, the truth is not out there! Truth is an inner game, not an outer one. The truth that exists ‘out there’ is the filters and distortions, the negative consequences of fear and hurt. And because we’ve all had different experiences of fear and hurt, there are myriad truths that exist in the outer world. There is no truth in the outer world that can truly be of service to us individually or collectively. The truth that best serves us all, is the inner truth. And the game is an inner one, one of unearthing the deep knowing that lives in all of us. Often laying in the sludges of our past experiences, and intertwined with the outer truths we’ve lived for so long, it’s a tough game to find our inner truth. But it’s there, waiting for us to see it, hear it, accept it. And if we keep playing the inner game, not the outer one, it will ultimately reveal itself in all its love, beauty and wonder.

And isn’t that what the world is really crying out for?

Side note – As I was writing this piece I was reminded of the opening intro of a 1970s sitcom, Soap. “Confused? You won’t be, after this episode of Soap!” My mind felt a little chaotic but I’m trusting that as the writing on the page has come from my heart, it’ll land with you in whatever way it needs to.

On another aside – Did Soap air in the UK? I was living abroad at the time as a young child, and I remember it being on whilst my parents were watching it. That intro has stayed in my memory all these years! If you’ve no idea what I’m talking about, check out this YouTube video.

And finally, if you click through the link above for the book and buy from my lists on UK Bookshop, I get a small payment which I subsequently donate to charity.

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