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i
used to get, and still do at times, angry at drivers that speed past me
in a 30mile hour restriction. i used to get angry at a lot of things
and still do.
at first i used to beat myself up that i wasn't
being like jesus or buddha or marianne williamson or louise hay.. then
i got well i am not them i am me, and so the edges of my anger for
myself began to soften a little.
then i learnt to talk to the
parts of me that were getting pissed off with others and instead of
getting cross i gave them a new job.. like looking for the reasons why
the other driver may be driving that way.. maybe that man is on his
way to be with his dying mother.. or maybe that women is speeding
along because her partner is in labour.. who knows ? and the edges of
my anger softened some more.
now i hold my judging in love and
compassion... i don't try to push it away as i know when i do this it
only goes underground out of sight but its still there.. so i love it
and my anger and hostility begin to melt into the water of compassion
for myself and for others..
i remember that the other person
is just like me - and deserves my love and compassion and so do
i.
when i remember this its like winter sunlight shining on
the winter ice.. gently melting.
© Jood 2006
