When I was young I wanted to be grown up and have opinions. I believed that adults with opinions knew what life was about. And that’s what I wanted. I wanted to know things and feel secure in that knowledge, rather than being unsure and insecure.
And so I became opinionated.
I took on a lot of the same values and judgments of my family. But I also went against some of their ways of seeing other people and the world.
And so I formed my own opinions.
Then one day I asked myself Do my opinions really matter? Do they make a difference or help others … or is it just a facade? What was behind my opinions?
This is what I discovered.
We strive for knowing in an unknown world. Underneath we still feel insecure and unsure, but we believe that we are right about things. That makes us feel better.
As long as we are attached to our opinions, and how the world should be, our minds remain closed. We become prisoners of our opinions.
Our preferences prevent us from being open to the moment, and can take us off on a wild goose chase to feel more knowledgable, in control … and opinionated.
Opinions about how things should be, keep us hooked on specific outcomes. It takes us out of the present and prevents us from seeing alternatives and exploring new ways.
We judge others as ‘wrong’, when they don’t share our opinions. This increases separation rather than connection and understanding. We become more self centered.
Opinions are an expression of an evolved ego, not an evolved human being.
Of course, that’s just my opinion.