By not acknowledging someone's sincerity in holding or seeking truth, I will provoke his defensiveness, which will in turn draw out my defensiveness. My perception of my brother's insincerity ultimately prevents me from believing in my own sincerity. I imagine that he enjoys agreement or sympathy as much as I do, and my choice to withhold it from him strengthens my notion that it is in limited supply and that I, too, am lacking it.
As much as I want to "teach" friends all these insights verbally, I know from experience how futile that is as long as I don't embody these words myself. I've been spouting ideas I don't even believe at people waiting for them to lead me into the territory of ideas I wish were true but am afraid won't work.
|"Wait, Master. It might be dangerous. You go first."|