You can't truly listen to someone and do anything else at the same time.
Julian TreasureRead
The need to be right can arise from a fear of being disrespected. Or it may come out of the fear of being seen as we really are: as flawed human beings who are perfectly imperfect and full of contradictions and confusions.
Interpretation
The desire to be correct often stems from insecurity about one's worth and flaws.
Julian Treasure's quote reflects on the psychological motivations behind the need to assert one's correctness in conversations and debates. It suggests that this need may arise from deep-seated fears of disrespect and vulnerability, highlighting the common human struggle with self-acceptance and the fear of exposing our imperfections and contradictions to others.
In practice
In a personal development workshop discussing the importance of self-acceptance.
You can't truly listen to someone and do anything else at the same time.
The human voice: It's the instrument we all play. It's the most powerful sound in the world, probably. It's the only one that can start a war or say 'I love you.' And yet many people have the experience that when they speak, people don't listen to them.
Intention is very important in sound, in listening. When I married my wife, I promised her I would listen to her every day as if for the first time. Now that's something I fall short of on a daily basis.
Just three minutes a day of silence is a wonderful exercise to reset your ears and to recalibrate so that you can hear the quiet again. If you can't get absolute silence, go for quiet; that's absolutely fine.
People find birdsong relaxing and reassuring because over thousands of years, they have learnt when the birds sing, they are safe; it's when birds stop singing that people need to worry.
This devaluing of listening is handed down from generation to generation. There are many children who don't have the experience of being listened to by their parents.
It goes with a courageous intent to greet the universe as it really is, not to foist our emotional predispositions on it but to courageously accept what our explorations tell us.
What is the good life? What is the good man? The good woman? What is the good society and what is my relation to it? What are my obligations to society? What is best for my children? What is justice? Truth? Virtue? What is my relation to nature, to death, to aging, to pain, to illness? How can I live a zestful, enjoyable, meaningful life? What is my responsibility to my brothers? Who are my brothers? What shall I be loyal to? What must I be ready to die for?
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know what I was walling in or walling out.
If you meet with a system of theology which magnifies man, flee from it as far as you can.
Sitting on the floor, I'd replay the past in my head. Funny, that's all I did, day after day after day for half a year, and I never tired of it. What I'd been through seemed so vast, with so many facets. Vast, but real, very real, which was why the experience persisted in towering before me, like a monument lit up at night. And the thing was, it was a monument to me.
No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it.
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