I have been driving around the Bowen Basin in Central Queensland, for the past few months and as a huge truck and I passed each other between mines today, at a combined speed of around 200kmh I pondered on the topic of judgement.
The landscape in this area is predominantly relatively flat with a few undulating hills and occasional tablelands. The sun takes its toll and land away from water sources can often be barren and scrub-like. People talk about mines being eye-sores however I have to say that the mountainous spoil hills can resemble alpine terrain, especially where re-vegetation is in progress, and they are certainly a break from the monotony of the horizon. Incidentally I’ve seen these same mines from the air, and considering the colossal amount of land around this area, I find them quite fascinating to gaze upon.
As I cruised along today observing the infinity tattoos of the railway lines tracing nature’s physique and appreciating her beauty where she was covered in a light down of trees or where she was bare to the caresses of the sun’s powerful hands, Woooosh! a three carriage road train passed me in the opposite direction. With my window open a gust of wind whipped around the cockpit and I realised that I was glad to have erred towards the edge of the road to give it a wide birth… I judged that one well.
I think judgement gets an unfair deal. Like a scalpel, judging can be used to hurt or to heal. Judging when to speak, what to say or not say, who to approach and especially which side of the road to drive on can seriously affect your life.
We shouldn’t be afraid of judging things – we do it all the time. Let’s not make ourselves wrong for using the diverse lives and experiences we’ve all had to determine our path ahead. As Danté said in the Divine Comedy,
“Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita.”
“In the middle of the road of our lives
We find ourselves in a dark forest
And the route before us is lost.”
Despite all our assets and skills, many of us still find life a bit of a challenge; realise that judgement is simply a logical expression of intuition (or inner guidance), and let us take this moment to drop it as a complication on our journey. Use it instead for what it is really good for, helping us realise what serves us in any moment.
What do you think of my definition of Judgement? Have you chastised yourself or someone else for judging? What could you do differently now?
P.S. Being judgemental, now that’s a different story … I’ll talk about that next time.