So the day started out good. I literally only had 1/4 cup of my dark brown love (coffee). I ate breakfast within one hour of rising. I packed my lunch and poured a big mug of my new favorite healing tea. (recipe below)
Off to the studio to teach. of course I forget my tea and lunch. Teach class, have meeting, teach another class, and oh nooooo….It’s 1:30. I’m starving. I have no food. Still, I have to close out the cash drawer and fix a few things. 1:52. Oh no… I gotta get to the post office before 2. Arrive at 2:02. Yea! dropbox is still open. Kid in front of me at the automachine can’t figure it out. He’s mailing an application to a college. I grow impatient. Nasty thoughts in my head about old ladies (me) and kids (him) and technology. I’m starving and I have to stay on a schedule!!! errrrggg. Finally he asks for my help. Help him. Drop box drawer closes and locks. No mailing for me.
Run to Pipkins (the most awesome grocery ever) to grab something. Get some cherry tomatoes, what I think is hummus (it’s not…it’s feta cheese dip) and some Naan where the word “original” looks a lot like “organic” to my starving mind. Run into a friend, end the conversation abruptly because….by golly…I’m cleansing and on a schedule. I have to eat before my agni goes out. (read that last line as if you too are insane.)
As I drive home I pop one tomato into my mouth after another absentmindedly thinking the whole while how am I going to get home, clean the house, meditate for 31 minutes, write a blog, and then get back to the studio for Thai Partner Massage. I need to cancel or blah blah blah blah….
Finally, I think to myself very very loud… “I NEED MORE TIME.”
That’s when a cardinal swooshes elegantly in front of my car. The cardinal is my spirit animal. Now I know it’s a bit of a cop out since we live in a state where I think its so common that it’s the state bird. But, it works for me and every time I see a cardinal I see God. I assume there is a message for me.
My mind went silent. That’s when I very very clearly heard….“There is no time…there is only this moment.”
That’s when I realized with some sadness that I had missed out on so much today by worrying about a stupid eating schedule. I missed the joy of helping a kid mail his hopes and dreams to college. I missed the wonder of the flowers at Pipkins and leisurely talk with a friend. I missed the pleasure of the sweet and sour taste of a fresh cherry tomato.
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