We begin so aware and grateful. The sun somehow hangs there in the sky. The little bird sings. The miracle of life just happens.
Yes, that's how yesterday started off. I went for a long walk early in the morning and found an apple snail shell by the pond. I was relaxed and clear-headed.
Then we stub our toe, and in that moment of pain, the whole world is reduced to our poor little toe... When we narrow our focus, the problem seems everything.
And then someone said something callous and inappropriate to someone I love. I went into protective mode. Harsh words were exchanged, though I did my best to speak respectfully. But the encounter seems to have washed its sewage over me, and this morning it still reeks. The Pictish symbol as a broken sword implies a ceasefire; as a tuning fork, it suggests resonance. Nepo's ending words of wisdom seems to fit both meanings:
So, when feeling miserable, we must look wider than what hurts.
Ah, it appears this Daughter of Pentacles still has much to learn.
I learned how quickly the world can turn for us when I was in my first car accident. Happy to sorry in 0 seconds
ReplyDeleteGlad the accident just claimed the car and not you. :)
DeleteSuch a reaction is so instinctual when it has to do with a loved one. When we jump into protective mode it feels like everything is permitted. Sometimes we have to deal with some guilt and regret afterwards and we try to do better next time...???
ReplyDeletePS.I am glad you did have a relaxing walk1 :D
DeleteI'm not often impulsive except in these kind of situations; then I'm like a tank. :) What was said needed to be said, but not in the way I said it. (hindsight is always 20/20)
DeleteForgive and move on. Sometimes we just got to say what we got to say. The forgiveness is for yourself, cause mostly we are our own harshest critic. When I blow *^%#!(% it is me I become most unhappy with. Make sure you either sage yourself or go place your bare feet on the earth and drain all the negativity off. Take care.
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