Rights, Wrongs and Little Miss Understanding

My world line has stood geographically in the same place for 33 years. In that time the man I share my home with has gone through a gamut of phases with me - we started on a spark and ended up housemates, friends and confidantes.

For many of those years, our relationship was testy -you might even say 'hell on earth' at certain points in time. An age gap accounts for some of the discord... he's a 'can't cook, won't cook' kind of guy who missed out on house husbandry in formative years. My mother fled a long marriage to escape corresponding servitude - I watched a lot of rows that came back to haunt me when I didn't even know they were there in the closet of my mind.

Nowadays, life is more serene. Mutual respect grown from painful lessons led to greater understanding... I'm tolerant of his tendencies and he of mine. We don't scrap as we used to, and the notion of blame has to be got over. It's as if my working and home lives had to cross for me to gain balance and for us to get anywhere in the quest for Peace.

What happened? We took time to understand each other. Instead of being triggered into continually negative trains of thought, we watch for those triggers and see them differently. We look at the series of lessons; every relationship sets its tests. In the workplace, perpetual engagement is driven thus, for the only difference really is employees don't love each other 'that way' and everyone is there because they're paid to be. 40 hours a week is still a long time to share space with people and self-manage the impacts therein.

There are posts on LinkedIn and elsewhere about empathy, understanding and positive leadership. They lean towards provision of psychological safety. One that appeared on my feed just now is particularly pertinent in this respect - I commented on it as a result;

https://www.linkedin.com/posts/leechambers-1_today-of-all-days-watch-this-masculine-activity-7287367079991603201-h5-6?utm_source=share&utm_medium=member_desktop

Some time ago, say a generation or two, men would leave their women crying into the sink and go down the pub, whisper to compatriots that she was 'having a turn' and be nodded at sagely by every other man going through similar things. Now, if I'm not mistaken, men have had to step up to a plate called Empathy. They've had to stretch their understanding in order to recover their own sense of stability, and the transition has seemingly been something of a painful one.

Prostate cancer has overtaken breast cancer as the No.1 killer - here's the report;

https://www.linkedin.com/posts/leechambers-1_today-of-all-days-watch-this-masculine-activity-7287367079991603201-h5-6?utm_source=share&utm_medium=member_desktop

This development was first reported in 2018, so this is a bit of rehashed news but nevertheless important as a potential indicator of stress-related malady. A lot of evidence (mostly hushed hurriedly) suggest cancer is related to stress and could be a physical response to it. I'm not making a medical prognosis here, just mooting an observation.

Here on our own worldlines (some free of such things and some haunted by them), entropy marches us through oceans of negativity and evolution demands that we find ongoing waves to ride. Should we spend our days struggling with unproductive mentalities when there is so much at stake in a changing world right now?

We would all like very much to do what's Right, and right now the best thing we can all do is our very best for the people around us - if you're a CEO, that means your company.

They want continuous improvement, beyond the basic means to survive. Don't you?