SKINNY DIPPING*
What
if I didn’t try
to
be right
or
to win?
What
if I just
hoped
for
a
fair hearing
and
gave up thinking
you
into the role
of
Villain or Victim?
What
if I set
my
story aside
and
started instead
with
just the facts, ma’am!
so
I didn’t kill safety
right
from the start?
What
if I went so far as to
disagree
with myself
and
plead to have you
disprove
my point of view also?
What
might happen then?
Would
you see that
I
am not out to nail my
opinions
on a medieval cathedral door
or
chisel them into a granite tablet
as
if they were dictations
from a burning bush on high?
from a burning bush on high?
Maybe
we’d be advocates
instead of adversaries.
instead of adversaries.
And
maybe then, one fine day,
in broad daylight,
in broad daylight,
we
could strip down
to our skivvies
to our skivvies
and
go skinny dipping
in the same swimming hole
in the same swimming hole
where
we’d find ourselves
entirely un-stung and unscathed
entirely un-stung and unscathed
after serpentining our way
down
the thistle-fabled path
of listening.
of listening.
Inspired by Crucial Conversations,
by Paterson, Grenny,
McMillan, Switzer
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