It’s been a very difficult last few days. 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) leap 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?
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” moment. The next recognition of the of the miraculous in our lives.
So I’ve had my little hissy fit, I’ve cried and felt sorry for myself.
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.