Focusing on what’s going wrong could make us miss the thing that’s going to be oh-so-right.
It’s been a very difficult last few weeks. In fact, yesterday was hellish. I won’t even dwell on what happened, that’s not important.
What IS important is the lesson I’ve learned.
When weird things happen, my brain (and your brain, perhaps?) leaps forward to figure out WHY.
Why did she say that? Why did they do that?? What else should I have done? What did I bring to that situation? Was it my fault? Their fault?? Your fault???
In the end, some things cannot be “figured out”. People will overlook your good intentions, life will not be fair, hard times will come no matter how much we try to protect ourselves.
But if we let our brain continue to spin and fret and fuss, the real tragedy will overtake us…
We will be focusing on the bad stuff, trying like heck to figure it all out.
And we will not be facing the right direction for the next blessing that awaits us. The next “namaste”, the next recognition of the miraculous in other people or in our lives.
I don’t want to miss that.
So I’ve had my little hissy fit. I’ve cried and felt sorry for myself. Good friends listened and sympathized. And after a little while, they delivered a very gentle but very firm kick in the pants.
And now I’m ready to see the blessing already in my life, and be grateful for them.
I’m ready to turn in a new direction. And see, with an open heart, where the next blessing is coming from.
Thank you Ruth, Ted, Kerin and as always, Jon. Thank you for loving me when I’m feeling very unlovable. And thank you for assuring me that it’s entirely possible for 312 other people to be very weird, and of course it has nothing to do with moi.