
When Being Seen as ‘Above’ Isn’t What You Intended
On perception, position, and finding level ground
There is a particular kind of feedback that can be difficult to receive.
That you come across as slightly above.
Slightly removed.
Quietly assessing.
I have heard this a few times recently.
And I’ve been sitting with it.
Not to dismiss it.
And not to collapse under it.
But to understand what it might be pointing to.
It’s not quite what it seems
My first instinct was to question it.
To wonder if what was being perceived as superiority might actually be something else —
shyness, perhaps.
Or a lack of ease with small talk.
I have never been someone who can effortlessly fill space with words.
I don’t tend to speak unless something feels meaningful.
And I am aware that this can create a kind of distance.
Not intentional.
But felt.
But there was something in it
With a little more time, I could see that there is a grain of truth.
Not superiority in the way it is often meant.
But a subtle positioning.
A way of standing slightly apart.
Part of this comes from how I was shaped.
There is something in my upbringing — a blend of Quaker values and traditional education — that carries an orientation toward service, responsibility, and quiet leadership.
An idea that one should hold oneself well.
That one should be steady.
A kind of lighthouse, perhaps.
Not to dominate.
But to guide.
The problem with standing slightly above
A lighthouse is useful.
But it does not relate.
It stands at a distance.
It shines.
It helps others find their way.
But it does not sit beside you.
And this, I think, is where the misunderstanding can happen.
Because while the intention may be service,
the experience for others can be something else.
Distance.
Separation.
A sense of being seen, but not met.
There is another layer
What I have come to see more clearly is that this positioning did not begin here.
There have been times in my life where I placed myself below.
In relationships where I could see another person’s strengths very clearly — their status, their achievements, their certainty —
and could not see my own in the same way.
Creativity.
Relational intelligence.
The ability to create beauty, atmosphere, and connection.
These did not register on the same scale.
So I adjusted.
And in doing so, something in me diminished.
Systems correct themselves
When we place ourselves below for too long, something eventually moves.
Not always consciously.
But the system seeks balance.
And sometimes, that movement can overshoot.
A quiet rising.
A refusal to be small again.
A way of standing that ensures we are no longer beneath.
From the outside, this can look like being above.
Finding level ground
What I am learning now is something much simpler, and much harder.
Not how to come down.
And not how to rise further.
But how to stand level.
To recognise that different forms of intelligence exist.
That what one person brings in structure, another brings in life.
What one holds in clarity, another holds in feeling.
And neither needs to be above or below the other.
A small shift
I don’t feel the need to make myself smaller to ease others’ discomfort.
But I do see the value in being more with people, rather than slightly apart.
Less lighthouse.
More fire.
Still steady.
Still clear.
But closer.
Warmer.
Shared.
An ongoing practice
This is not something I have resolved.
It is something I am becoming aware of.
And perhaps that is enough, for now.
Because often what we are perceived as is not entirely inaccurate —
but neither is it the whole story.









