I recently viewed a TED talk by author Susan Cain on the power of
introverts. She recounts the difficulties of being a cog in a world of clock
faces, an introvert in a world where out-going is valued and those who are
quiet and reflective are considered "a little odd." The extroverts
all see each other shouting what time it is and think it's normal to be that way (and for them
it is.) The introverts stand by wondering if the constant chatter is meaningful or even necessary.
Over my lifetime I have been called
quiet, moody, anti-social, weird, an egghead, a nerd, and too sensitive.
I have been all those things and, at times, I AM those things.
I was a such a disagreeable teenager that my parents built me a room
between the garage and the laundry room so I could have more space to myself
and less interaction with my family. In an age where kids did not have TVs in
their rooms, I was perfectly satisfied with a radio, books, and my odd little
projects. What I was, was a sensitive and reflective kid with a limit to how much
social stimulation I could handle without blowing a fuse. While their
motivation was more about keeping peace than acknowledging my differences,
I am thankful that my parents gave me space instead of forcing me to be
more out-going than I wanted to be. As an adult, I still need my space and
enjoy a certain amount of time alone with my thoughts.
What would our world be like without clicking cogs and gears like
Isaac Newton, Abraham Lincoln, Albert Einstein, Rosa Parks, Eleanor Roosevelt,
Steve Wozniak, or J.K. Rowling? All introverts. All history makers. Would there be world
changing science? Would there be freedom? Would there be Harry Potter?
The great leader, Mahatma Gandhi once said, "I have
naturally formed the habit of restraining my thoughts. A thoughtless word
hardly ever escaped my tongue or pen. Experience has taught me that silence is
part of the spiritual discipline of votary truth. We find so many people
impatient to talk. All the talking can hardly be said to be of any benefit to
the world. It is so much waste of time. My shyness has been in reality my
shield and buckler. It has allowed me to grow. It has helped me in my
discernment of truth."
While I can say with great certainty that my mouth is not near so
restrained as Gandhi, I certainly do experience the world as lots of talk with not
much thought. I often think that there is so much noise going on that I could
hardly decipher the deeper meaning provided there actually was one.
In spite of
this introvert perspective, I have learned to work with a team, to be a quiet
negotiator when necessary, to stand up when it really matters, and to let it go
when it doesn't. I have mastered the art of lurking on the edges without
being creepy (unless I want to be) and listening for the clues I need to "fake it" through certain social situations. I call upon my
strange and often dark sense of humor to diffuse the noise, and when I can't
get away from the racket, I create my own bearable version by cranking the tunes
I love and singing along (and not well either.) I also know when I must retreat to solitude to recharge my being........ and I will pay a price if I ignore this need for too long.
How do the extroverts consider the quiet cogs and thinking gears
in their lives? How do introverts engage a very noisy world in a meaningful way
that doesn't kill their quiet soul? I suppose the answers lie in understanding
our differences and in acknowledging that the clock doesn't work without the
hands or the cogs. We are all connected and, yet, so very NOT the same.
Make a quiet space for the introverts in your life, so we can create what moves us. Make space for the extroverts so they can jump and shout and do. The clock will work, and we will all know what time it is.
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