Monday, December 27, 2010
When something happens that knocks me off my balance beam, it makes me mad! Usually I just lie there for a while looking up at the beam and thinking, “Why?” and trying to figure out what happened.
I am so old and it has taken me this long to really SEE that this seemingly, meaningless, menacing interruption is really a gift if I accept it, not with anger but with gratefulness.
I have to accept it, it is what is, balance is lost. When I find myself falling to the hard ground if instead of my usual anger I can learn to accept this plunge with not hate and despair but with a thankful heart, if I ever welcome the hard place with as much hospitality as I welcome the soft place then I will have made some progress.
Each fall gives me opportunity to practice focus in the midst of distraction, it forces me to get my eyes on the beam and the beam only.