Monday, March 17, 2014

Lost: One Warm And Fuzzy Place

Ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you that I am pretty much a happy-go-lucky kind of gal. Sure, I have my down time just like anyone else, but I can usually pull myself out of it with some good old TLC and a walk around the block.

This winter has been a real challenge for me with its grey, cold, snowy days that were strung together day after day like an endless string of pearls. Still, on days when even a peek of sunshine popped out, I was able to smile and make the best of it. Today, however, I'm stuck. The sun is shinning, the sky is crystal blue, and although it is still cold out, it is a crisp cold, the kind of day that usually sparks my energy and releases my warm and fuzzy place inside. Nope, it's just not there today, all because of something that happened yesterday.

After our Unity group met yesterday, the lady we rent our space from was downright rude, unprofessional and insulting because we ran over time. In short, she really pushed my buttons. I wasn't even upset that she was speaking that way to me as much as I was that she then aimed her vile energy at someone who is one of the kindest, gentlest, most loving people I know - my minister. At that point it was taking all that I had not turn it into a major ugly incident. Unfortunately, what I didn't vent yesterday has overflowed into today and locked the door to my warm and fuzzy place.

I sat here for a while and, after looking at the incident in the light of a new day, I know that whatever prompted her to act like that came from her own life experience of which I have no knowledge. I'm not condoning her behavior, I'm just accepting it for what it was ... her behavior. It's not what she says that counts, it's how I chose to respond. Then I thought about what Rev. Diane spoke about that  morning. She said, "you have to love people where they are, not where you want them to be." So I'm giving it my best shot, and then I'm going to put the episode where it belongs, into the Over-And-Done-Pile.

But I still have to find my way back to my warm and fuzzy place. So I am chucking the desk work for today and taking myself out for a walk in the brisk, cold sunshine. First a stop at the health food store for one of my very favorite, organic, WFGF, giant chocolate chip cookies and a package of chicory coffee. Then I will stroll along the river path and share my cookie with the squirrels and birds who are celebrating the sunshine as much as I am. Finally, I will take myself home, make a cup of that yummy coffee, and kick back with the new Wayne Dyer book I just bought. Now that's some big time TLC.

Gee, just thinking about it has cracked open the door to my warm and fuzzy place. By loving myself where I am, I find my way back. Here's hoping that today you'll be able to find your warm and fuzzy place, too.

And so it is.