The well bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.
I don’t claim to be wise, but it amuses me when I contradict myself.
For example, I sometimes catch myself behaving in a way which flies in the face of what I’ve just said. Or saying something that contradicts what I’m doing.
For example, the other day, to allow a group of people to explore learning, we folded our arms, then unfolded them, to fold them again the other way. We were exploring the process of learning and I asked them to reflect and then share their process of learning. I explained there was no judgement. I then asked them to repeat the folding but said, ‘Now fold your arms the wrong way.’ I noticed my use of ‘wrong’ and smiled inside.
We are funny aren’t we?
We are multiple. More than one. Made up of parts. Light and shade. Simple complexity. Surface depth.