If your friend told you he was recording an album called “The sky through the pines,” what would you imagine?
When my former dulcimer teacher Tim Seaman told me he was thinking of using such a title for one of his CDs, I could picture a tranquil cover photo of the sky through the pines from the eyes of someone lying on the forest floor, and how the music would be relaxing, peaceful, replenishing.
He was somewhat exasperated to hear that yet another person didn’t hear or see what he meant by the title — to him it conveyed Exhilaration! Excitement! Thrill! Very different image.
And so my little experiment with venting frustration about social cue interpretation (while allowing for — NOT demanding — actual anonymous answering) also has provoked some widely disparate responses.
There have been some voters in the poll (which I appreciate), at least two, perhaps more. One has no human children. One doesn’t think they have things Amy would enjoy playing with. There were two votes for just being busy and please keep inviting us, and three who don’t invite anyone for playdates.
Among those who didn’t vote in the poll but responded to me personally, one found it an amusing curiosity; three didn’t bat an eyelash; one thought it rude, insulting, obsessive, and like wearing a loud “I’m insecure!” sign; and one was worried any answers might hurl me into another depressive episode and was concerned about how much anguish I might be feeling.
Widely, widely different perceptions.
My own reactions to these varying responses have likewise been pretty varied. It’s long been another concern (reason for thought, reflection, prayer, wonderment — not debilitating angst) of mine that I seem to rely more heavily than I should on other people’s opinions and perceptions of me.
Especially interesting to me was the perception that my post is rude, insulting, and obsessive. This person does tend to get irritated with me when I get upset about anything, so I suppose their response makes sense for the way they think. I wonder though, to what extent other people would share that perception. It was most definitely not my intent to send any of those messages, and to me it seems that anyone who actually reads the post (rather than just glancing at it) would understand that. But maybe this person is right and I’m wrong. Interesting.