On
my walk back from the Chapel service I described earlier, I got a text
from another of my best friends, asking to catch up on Skype. My mind,
marveling, fluttered back to the moment in Chapel when we were asked us
to think of a person who has different ideas from us, with whom we have
trouble communicating
(disclaimer: I could be mixing that up with the Nonviolent Communication video, in which Marshall Rosenberg gives a similar assignment. But it was presented this way in Chapel). During the service, I had had trouble thinking of a really good example of some such person in my life. And then suddenly there came a message from my dear friend, who was also perhaps the most important example of just that sort of challenge in my life.
(disclaimer: I could be mixing that up with the Nonviolent Communication video, in which Marshall Rosenberg gives a similar assignment. But it was presented this way in Chapel). During the service, I had had trouble thinking of a really good example of some such person in my life. And then suddenly there came a message from my dear friend, who was also perhaps the most important example of just that sort of challenge in my life.
When
I became seriously interested in Christianity a couple of years ago,
and started attending an LDS Church, and when my friend concurrently
expressed a more serious commitment to her atheism, there was a shift in
our friendship. Looking back, I think we mistook our fears for truth. I sensed her disdain for my excited investigation of a
silly set of lies concocted for our comfort. And she surely felt the
wall that I soon erected to protect myself from her superficial,
nihilistic world view. It quickly became clear that religion was no
longer an enjoyable or even very viable topic of discussion between us.
It was a sad reality that dampened our interactions -- I felt
constrained because I had decided I wasn't free to discuss and share
some of the most treasured parts of my life with my friend. We had tried
discussing this issue a couple months ago, and had managed at least to
acknowledge and express some of our feelings, which had resulted in
significant restoration of our old affectionate friendship. But we have
continued to leave the subject of religion largely out of our
conversations.
Yesterday
evening we had a pleasant video chat on Skype, towards the end of which
I told her about Rev. Jones' sermon. I also told her about an
experience I had a couple weeks ago using Nonviolent Communication with my boyfriend, when he
and I realized that we had both been wanting more empathy from one
another when discussing religion, and that we had both had a hard time
giving empathy because of our fear that the other person was going to
become fully convinced of the erroneous worldview that they were
compelled by.
At that moment, my friend interjected, "that sounds like what happened with us!"
I
agreed, and went on to tell her about the recent plan my boyfriend and I
had devised and written up, using NVC, to approach our future
interactions with more open minds and hearts.
Last
night, after our conversation, my friend sent me an email about the
open-mind/heart plan I'd forwarded her, commenting that it was
beautiful. And in yet another email, she said how inspiring it was, and
suggested that I start an NVC blog.
So
that's where I got the wonderful idea to revive Peacewaves. But my
friend gave me more than the idea to write this blog. This friend, it
seems, who has known of my interest in NVC for almost three years, and a
few months ago expressed more skepticism about it than ever, has felt
for herself some of the power of NVC. Her encouragement felt like
something of a tipping point in my NVC journey. If the power of loving
communication as described in Rosenberg's book
is such that merely reading about one of my NVC experiences could
change my friend's attitude so drastically, and if actually using NVC can really transform conversations, relationships, and lives, through
love, as I believe I have witnessed, then what better thing to do than discuss it, alongside other gems in my life,
before the limitless audience of the internet?
Feeling grateful and excited.
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