When I was a kid, I used to play a game called Idiot Poker. It is the height of simplicity. Each player gets one card, dealt face down. Without looking at the card, you press it against your forehead, so that all the other players can see it. In this manner, you bet on whether or not you think you have the best card. All you have to go on is everyone else's cards -- and how they react to your card.
You know, as we begin a new year, I cannot help but that this year (and most likely every year) is the Year of Idiot Poker. What do I really know about myself? Precious little, except for what I can glean in the eyes of those whom I meet. And how often do we want to believe them? Indeed, how often should we believe them? Sure, they can see my card, but they are trying to protect their own cards at the same time.
Sometimes I wonder how any of us can ever connect with anyone else.....
gary
2 comments:
Are you suggesting that we believe we are who we are based on our perceptions of what other people think of us and how we react to views? As opposed to being who we are because we internally know it is an authentic representation of ourself.
I remember playing a game in college. The goal of each person in the circle was to collect cards of different types. You did this by trading with each other. A person asked if I had an extra card type and I did so I gave it to her. I then asked her for a card and she said she wasn’t giving me any card and walked away. We always connect we just don’t like some of them.
Fortunately I’ve been blessed with other awesome connections.
I do think that very often it is far easier for those around us to understand what we are doing and even thinking than it is for us ourselves :-)
gary
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