ANNOYANCE SPEAKS by Julie Jordan Scott
It had been one of those mornings.
I was literally festering with annoyance. The annoyance had become
boil like, oozing with infectious ick, smelly and threatening to
cause severe pain if I didn't take care of it. pronto. Sitting at a
stop light, all I could think was "If those women weren't out there
crossing the street, I could turn right on red but noooo....there
they are, right in my way and I bet they are there on purpose!"
At this point you are either nodding in recognition or you are
aghast that these thoughts crossed a person's mind. I really hope
it's the former. I don't often have these thought streams and when
I do, I like to check into them further so instead of railing into
myself for being so unenlightened, instead I let them be as I step
into the next breath.
In this case, I realized these poor women were not interlopers along
my path of the day, they were just women trying to get along with
their path of life.
I figured since I was going nowhere fast I might as well share a
smile with them.
Up went my lips as I exchanged a smile with the woman closest to me
who was just wanted to cross the street. Her desire to cross had
nothing to do with blocking my way. I kept reminding myself of this
as my Mona Lisa plus a couple notches smile met hers.
Her eyes looked uncertain though her smile brightened her entire
face speaking "Thank you" in its turned up inflection.
As I turned my head further left I noticed a man on a bicycle who
almost missed his stop and nearly slammed his way into traffic. I
breathed in deeply as he turned to cross the street in front of me.
I was no longer annoyed because of the smile exchange.
Still in the same physical spot, I noticed his deeply burnished red
hair. Beautiful, thick and literally bursting with life. It was so
much like Tom's my eyes responded by spontaneously filling with
tears. Tom. Dead since April. Tom, with deeply burnished red hair
that sang with vibrant vitality, oomph and laughter.
I sat, entranced, gazing at the man as his peddled his bicycle. I
tried to recall ever touching Tom's hair. Maybe I playfully ruffled
it or smoothed it down or touched it briefly during a shared hug or
anything, ever at all? Did I ever touch his hair, which his wife Mel
said swirled in the same way as their daughter's hair.
I don't think I ever did.
I watched the man pedal away as my light turned green.
My heart was filled with longing to visit my friends far and wide
and put my hands in their hair. I wanted to notice the texture, see
the patterns of growth, breathe in the scent, hear the song through
a hair brush or comb and never again know that I never touched my
friend's hair before his life slipped from the planet.
I was no longer annoyed by the inconvenience of not being able to
turn right on red. Instead, I felt humbled - blessed - and
invigorated by my heart beat.
Don't let time go by without touching, noticing, breathing in,
looking with wonder at the essence and being of our loved ones.
Listen to one another's song. Create context for meaningful
connection in the simple and the mundane like crossing the street
and being annoyed and allowing the annoyance to vaporize into
incredible messages that invite you to a wider call to life.
Step beyond your fear of what people will think and into your
highest expression. Don't let another moment go.
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