There is a difference between knowing something with one’s head versus knowing it with one’s heart. Experience suggests it does not matter which comes first. If one is intentionally looking, discovery begins with the mind. Heart knowledge often happens first with recognition only following with the benefit of time.
As I listened to others discuss the topic of the moment, I was taken back to the time I was the age of one of the participants. I wish I could say I had the answers they were looking for. I realized that my insights are specific the context of the time, the priorities of everyone involved, and my values. I think they are meaningful. The but is this; in many ways, I do not think they automatically apply to anyone else. They are just one man’s story, one man’s memories of the experience of a time and place.
In a conference call that invoked the same reflection. The question directed to me was direct and blunt.
“Tell me your story that led you to this insight.”
As I explained my view, the request came more direct.
“I would like to hear your story.”
As I shared, questions followed. It was an interesting Q&A about the past. At the heart of the dialogue, I heard an echo of a psalmist; “Give me insight so I can do what you tell me – my whole life one long, obedient response.” (Psalm 119.34)
I do not think my story is always interesting. In this conversation, it was helpful. As we talked, I asked to hear her story. It was an interesting experience of being taken to a place and time that was new yet somehow familiar. We found points in common and points where the narrative went in different directions. Along the way, I found that I understood my own story differently. It was richer than I first remembered. There were small details that I could have seen and heard but missed at the time.
I went into the call intended to be the coach. I came away schooled.
