The Soul of a Compliment
WHEN ASKED if he was bothered by a booing crowd during a game, Bill Russell, the Celtics basketball legend, said, “I never heard the boos because I never heard the cheers.” It’s a mistake to live for compliments. It may mean you live too much for the opinion of others. One should possess conviction of what is right and wrong, of what one wants to achieve, and live by it.
But no one can entirely live that way except maybe the greatest saints. Life without compliments is like life without some essential vitamin. One can survive, but not live well.
We live in a narcissistic culture and some people are stuffed with praise – the praise of their parents or teachers or themselves. A narcissist wears a particular bland and unvarying glow. He doesn’t hear or see others; he emanates light.
But even in this climate, many individuals are malnourished, or only given a sugary version of approval.
A compliment can be a disarming experience, particularly if you have lived a relatively cold existence. A person who is not used to compliments may actually be suspicious when one is given. He searches for ulterior motives because the experience is new. If the compliment concerns something trivial, like an article of clothing, it may simply provide a moment of pleasure or, for some of us, a moment of confusion. Sometimes the praise can be trivial and yet said with so much warmth it carries greater meaning.
The rarest and most valuable compliments are those in which a person has seen into another and found something real that others cannot see or do not value. This sort of compliment can be redefining or redeeming. One or two in an entire lifetime is enough. They are never forgotten, held in the inner chambers, like an heirloom ring in a box. (more…)

