It’s a famous scene from Silence of the Lambs. After villain Hanibal Lecter dresses down the heroine Clarice Starling as “White Trash” with “cheap shoes”. Clarice responded in kind.
You see a lot, Doctor. But are you strong enough to point that high-powered perception at yourself? What about it? Why don’t you – why don’t you look at yourself and write down what you see? Or maybe you’re afraid to.” — Clarice Starling

It was powerful then and it remains so today because it raises an incredibly valid question…are you who and what you think you are?

If asked, most would say they are. Right or wrong, they believe it. Myself, I had to really dig to get the answer. The answer wasn’t definitive. What I came up with was that I needed some work. Not a ton, but I was getting a bit closed off. I got caught up in two things; the pervasive anger and division of society, and the failure to be myself.

With regards to society, I don’t have to tell you that with the division in our politically charged society many have been reduced to anger. It’s not enough to disagree now, you get attacked. Republican, Democrat, it doesn’t matter. Being attacked for a long enough period of time will make you defensive and angry. Some can compartmentalize it, many can let it slide. I applaud them. The angry ones, well I was one of them. WAS.

With regards to being myself, I can only speak for me but it’s harder than it seems and I believe many of us are putting up a front. Maybe a small one, but a front nonetheless. It is usually out of a necessity to maintain our stations in life. Bill Belichick is probably a very nice man in real life but he is known in the football world as a highly successful coach that would trade his mother if it meant winning. That is how he is known and he wants it that way.

I was once a Belichick in my career. I had a very difficult position that required that I make decisions that affected people. I was very black and white in my thinking because I only thought I was allowed to look at things in two ways. Sure, I achieved results but it wasn’t until I when my boss pointed out my rigidity that I applied compassion, kindness and original thinking to my process. I never would have done it on my own.

At first I denied it. Then I thought about it. Once I adjusted my thinking the results were amazing.

It took a long time but I learned to apply it in my personal life. I adopted a pretty simple philosophy. If someone told me something unpleasant about myself I forced myself to delay the initial instinct of denial until I could ask myself one simple but incredible difficult question,
“Is it true?”
Not for the lighthearted, this question opens a veritable Pandora’s box of uncomfortable scenarios.
Holy shit! Am I a racist?
Oh no, am I a homophobe?
Wow! Do I not like he/she because we have different politics?
Did I just get mad because he or she is right?
The list can be endless but you get the point.

Criticism and tough, uncomfortable indictments of ourselves by others are akin to sunlight to a flower. Once exposed, growth is inevitable. Denial and refusal to suck it up and make changes are the weeds that choke us out of existence.

No matter how old, established and successful we are…we must always continue to grow. If we refuse to grow we are just existing and I want more out of life than just existing.

11 thoughts on “Growth”

  1. I think that most people (here) who write are self-reflective; I think that is why we all ‘get along’ despite differences – because we recognize that everyone IS different and that’s how it’s supposed to be. And I think we like to learn and grow so we expose ourselves to others’ writing/perspective and expose ourselves for others to examine. I like your self-reflective posts, you show your vulnerabilities and what you’ve learned. I think you have grown during your blogging life, you think?

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  2. Good post Billy. I’m as guilty as the next person for putting on a front if circumstances warrant it. I played down my first cancer so as not to worry my Mum. She had passed away before I had the worry of the second.
    The question was asked this week ‘Are you the same person in your blog as you are in real life’, to which I answered honestly that what you see is what you get. But my life wasn’t always like that, and I didn’t care very much for the person I was thirty odd years ago.

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