(69) My grievances hide the light of the world in me.
(70) My salvation comes from me.
I wrote my response to this review late last night, after having flown eight hours. The plane rides weren't conducive to blogging. However, I saved my response in a Word document to paste here tonight....that document is on the computer I traveled with and not this one. I'll have to post it tomorrow.
Today was a crazy day of leaving the place where the meditation retreat was held, shopping for home stuff, and then flying for five and then three hours. Both plane rides were packed full which left little room for any kind of maneuvering. On the five hour flight, a woman sat next to me and ordered, all at once, three screwdrivers. When the beverage cart came through the second time, she ordered an additional three. She passed out after drinking five of them. During the drinking of them, she had this habit of flicking her fingernail against her teeth – she did this over and over again. I was reading. Well, I was trying to read but found myself pulled into listening to her flicking. I took my iPod out and listened to it and continued reading, but even through that, I found myself being drawn to the flick, flick, flick sound. My immediate reaction was first to give her a ‘dirty look’ because she should have known that her behavior was irritating. My second reaction was to tell her that she should stop doing that because it was irritating. I also found myself judging the amount of alcohol she was drinking. However, instead of doing these things, I took a few deep breaths; I actively thought of all of reasons I should express love from my heart to hers, from my soul to hers. It’s funny how much better I felt. If I had engaged her in an unkind way – I most assuredly would not have felt better.
I chose to let my light shine. I chose to see her light.
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