A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and devines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. he may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Speak what you think now in hard words, and tomorrow say what tomorrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict everything you say today. “Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.” Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Jesus and Socrates and Luther and Copericus and Galileo and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thanks Emerson, for making it more clear [to me] why I seem to be misunderstood, especially when it comes to consistency. I’ve walked in many shoes, shared varying thoughts, ranted polar opposites, and have never been interested in my shadow on the wall (it never changes!)…but I am always entertained, always busy, always thinqing, never resting, always speaking the mind no matter its variance, always exploring, never settling.