By the time this is posted, I’ll be in Lima, Peru with a brand new perspective on life. Another trip, another perspective. If only it were so simple.
If I said I didn’t like traveling, I’d be lying. And who doesn’t. Most of us do, although it does mess with our routines a bit. Maybe that’s part of the perspective.
The cool thing about perspective is that everyone’s got one. Since everyone’s head is different, it follows that our perspectives are different. And our perspective drives everything we do, and say. We tend to hang with others who are close to the same perspective realm. When not, and our perspective boundaries are not flexible, they tend to bump into those of conflicting views.
So I’d better have some perspective stretching activities planned for this trip to make it fruitful. Otherwise, what’s the point? If not, I could drift into a(nother) bout of PDD (Perception Deficit Disorder). PDD afflicts all of us at some point and in varying degrees. It’s a natural disorder. We all have our own perspectives and they are unique. And they are 100% right to us. Most of us know that ours is right, which most times means that others are wrong. Even professionals get PDD. Economists, doctors, lawyers — most of us go about studying or proving theorems without trying to disprove the opposite. It’s almost like cutting a small slice of pie and declaring that the small slice is the best part of the whole pie.
When we run across others who don’t share our perspective, one or both have PDD. There have been times in the past when I’ve had acute cases of PDD. Even recently, my own PDD has been pointed out. To be fair, I’ve finger-pointed PDD in others. (It’s not quite sport-like, but we do like to point out PDD.) Some folk are self-righteously comfortable with PDD. Some actually believe their narrow sliver of pie is indeed the best part of the pie.
As I’m writing this post somewhere between New York, San Jose, Costa Rica, and Lima, I’m reminded that stretching the perspective boundaries is a never-ending process. It’s like stretching the muscles. Leave them alone and they become stiff. Habitually stretch them and they stay more limber, agile and able. But nothing stops PDD completely. There are so many perspectives that we can’t possibly appreciate or absorb them all in a lifetime. The pie is just too large to ably taste it all.
It would be ideal, (perhaps one of the pharma companies will discover one day), to take a magic perspective pill. That may be a pill worth side effects. Until then, I’ve got PDD hanging around the fringes. It’s those deep veins of PDD that are hard to eat rid of. Traveling is certainly no antidote, but there’s no harm in trying.