It’s been difficult for me to
write for this blog for a while. Perhaps, it’s because I couldn’t follow up on
the heaviness of the previous post with my usual frivolous content. I started
writing the blog because I felt I had this ability to see both sides of a
situation and when you can do that, the absurdity makes it appear a little
inconsequential. It lightens the weight of heavy emotions and makes objectivity
a little more possible.
However, with my previous post,
it seems I’ve found the one issue that I can’t be objective about!
So, as my attempt to move on, I
thought I’d look at objectivity itself. To borrow a concept from art, it’s
simply a matter of perspective. I feel what I feel because of where I stand and
how the world looks to me from this perspective. If I were to move to another
point, my view of the world would shift and my feelings would also alter to
accommodate this new perspective.
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| Source: Web Museum of Fine Art, "Perspective Box 1660-1680" - Elinga, Pieter Janssens |
It sounds easy and usually the
effort always feels worthwhile in the end. An emotion-heavy insoluble issue can
become an objective problem that feels resolvable.
But there are some paths I’m
afraid to travel. Finding my way there is so much more terrifying than getting
lost on the way. And what journey can be accomplished if I’m always trying to
look backward, not willing to move forward?
Once I thought I could be objective
about anything and now I’ve found the limit of how far I can stretch it.
