I think judgment, when used to discern important and essential things, is fine.
Use good judgment!! Isn’t that what we were told as younger people and children of a certain age?!
On the other hand, or, 9 other fingers and thumbs, what BEgins innocently enough as “good” judgment oftentimes morphs into deep-rooted opinion and even BElief.
And that, like resentment, serves no one and makes of us our least-best selves.
Some judgments, like whether it is safe to cross the highway, I have to make new each and every time.
I have to gauge whether I’ll need to stop halfway across or DO I need to BE extra quick.
This, I BElieve, falls into the Use good judgment!! category.
Others, for instance, bringing up a situation to someone too far away to help and far enough away to feel helpless and thus worry, gets a little trickier.
BEcause, you see, if opting NOT to tell there then BEcomes a reason to lie, again and again, simply to protect someone else. [or so I imagine]
There are about a gazillion and 74 judgments that have kept me small and invisible, feeling both neglected and isolated.
Where to BEgin changing these is no easy task.
And so I BEgin wherever I feel their pinch and poke.
Which is a start…
I love you, Currie