I’ve written before about the importance of just noticing. That there’s so much that we miss by not noticing – so many opportunities to see something good, to make ourselves or others feel good. But there’s a lot more that can come of noticing; of being aware of our surroundings; of looking outwardly as opposed to staying so wrapped up in our little spheres of influences and focused on just ourselves or what impacts us.
I notice things and I always have a response to what I see. I don’t always share that response but often I do. If I think there is an opportunity to make someone feel good about what I’ve noticed then I share my thoughts. When I see a child helping another or know that s/he has made a good effort I
take the time to say so. It makes the child feel good and it encourages more of that behavior. And if another child overhears, well then s/he may follow the other’s example. That’s all good, right? I notice when people look happy or sad; what they are wearing; how they are carrying themselves; if they have a new hairstyle or just got a haircut. I will often comment on these things I notice with a positive, kind or caring word. I think I was taught that this was a good thing but I think having done it and getting an appreciative response is what keeps me doing it. I know I miss plenty of things as our world is full of all sorts of stimuli competing for our attention but I try to see what’s going on around me; I try to notice a lot of the details in the midst of all the busyness.
Unfortunately not everything I see is good. Some bad I see results in the shaking of my head but other times I say something or do something. When we see something that isn’t right isn’t our doing nothing, our looking the other way, an endorsement of whatever it is? I mean, if I saw someone throw trash on the ground I might be more apt to just go and pick it up as opposed to saying something to the offender for, after all, one can never be sure how another will act when confronted – no matter how nicely it is done. In that instance I can remedy the bad without risking a potential ugly exchange. But there are other times when I will speak up. For example, I rarely let bad behavior go when it’s being exhibited by a child. It might be my child, a student I teach or just someone I end up in contact with for some reason. Benign mischief aside, I think it’s kind of our duty as adults to intervene when we see a child behaving in a way that is unduly mean, unkind or unsafe. I’d rather overstep my bounds in that instance than have the offender take from my silence that his/her bad behavior is okay or have a victim feel they must accept being mistreated because if an adult wasn’t going to intervene than it must be something that isn’t that bad. Our actions or inaction speaks volumes and what is most concerning to me are the potential consequences of our inaction. If I overstep my bounds with good intentions I can profusely apologize and work to correct my mistake. But what if I fail to act and consequences ensue as a result? Bad ones that I can never remedy? Sadly this happens and it can have tragic results.
In March of 2011 a young woman was murdered by her coworker in a store. The trial is happening now in the D.C. area. Two women in a neighboring store who were put on the stand told of hearing noises that sounded violent. They heard someone asking for help; noises that sounded like yelping, screaming, grunting and groaning. The voices were of women. One was saying “don’t do this”, “talk to me”. They spoke of hitting sounds, thuds and dragging noises. Neither called 911 at any point. This, first and foremost, is just shocking. I cannot imagine hearing those things and not calling 911. Or at least I don’t think so. I am very bothered by the inaction of these two women. I know that the murder is not their fault but if I were one of them I’d probably be seeking therapy to find out why I chose not to act considering all the facts of that night.
Looking the other way or choosing not to act when we notice something has consequences. At a minimum we’ve missed an opportunity to maybe spread a little good cheer. At the most extreme worst, we’ve missed the opportunity to save a life. People don’t want to get involved when they see something happening that is suspicious or just goes against what they believe to be right. Out of fear or selfishness or something inexplicable they move on, they keep quiet, they rationalize. I’ve done my fair share of not speaking up sometimes. Why? Because how many times have we seen people trying to do the right thing end up being the bad guy? We weigh the risks of doing what we know to be right versus doing what is least messy or complicated or risky. I feel sorry for those women who heard those sounds that night. They will probably hear those sounds and the dying woman’s words for the rest of their life in their nightmares. They will have to live with knowing they didn’t make a call that might have saved someone’s life. I can’t imagine living with that ‘what if’.
It is beyond me why so many of us walk around as if we’re wearing blinders not wanting to see what a beautiful and interesting place we live in. I think maybe what it is, actually, is that people only want to see the beautiful, the interesting, the good. But since there’s no way to filter out the bad or the stuff we really don’t want to deal with we just walk with our heads down or up in the clouds. But life isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always easy. It doesn’t always (or usually ever) run according to plan. I personally think we should embrace it in all its glory – including the less glorious moments.
Our actions and our inaction have consequences. Every time we notice something – good or bad – we are presented with an opportunity to do something good. Why would anyone not want that opportunity? –AMB