The venerated tenet rings particularly true here, “don’t mistake my kindness for weakness.” A soft tone and warm handshake doesn’t necessarily indicate a weak heart and this truth will be revealed where it matters most, cross examination of the fuzz. Even with law enforcement though, why be mean except in the rare case where there is a strategic gain that translates directly into a tangible benefit for my client? I prefer to think of humility as a grounding in the earth, a power not even cognizable by the fuzz, and thus a power they are unable to tap into. This grounding assists me in never losing focus on the ultimate issue, the persecution of cannabis users, free thinkers, the untamed, etc. by an overzealous police state deathly afraid of losing the workforce to enlightenment, aka free critical thought.
Actually, a concrete example of humility in practice is based on the judge who I wrote about in my last post. I was so disenchanted with the judiciary because of what I perceived as her refusal to THINK. However my colleague decided, instead of feeling anger towards her, that we try to educate her with kindness and in humility. It was difficult to retrain my neural pathways towards humility there because I was so frustrated with the injustice, but doing so was the ethical and most beneficial course of action. And now we forge on with a new goal that will hopefully benefit our next client, despite the heartbreak knowing our last client fell victim to the machine.
Humility is the strongest dedication to truth, so much so that my own wants and desires are entirely negated. I become the public consciousness, a single vapor in the ultimate song of freedom. My desire to fight executive interference in our community is no longer about me. It is about us, the community, the collective. The WE. Thus my fight is OUR fight and that’s where the real powers lies.
Humility IS power.