The thing is though, if we keep to ourselves or to curated communities where we only agree with each other, we miss out. We become one-dimensional, never expanding our perspectives, strengthening this illusion we hold so dearly that we are right and those who are different from us are wrong. Our black-and-white view of the world becomes strengthened, the othering becomes justified, and we become more judgmental. There is a “reward” of course. We never have to admit we are wrong, we don’t have to question our belief systems, we spare ourselves from the agony of our ideas being rejected. But there is also a “cost” to it. We miss out from the possible connections with people just because they are different from us. We miss out on seeing the beauty of other souls because we are attached to seeing the differences. We miss out on how expansive the world is because we are insistent it has to be only one way.
The Sufi poet Rumi said:
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”