Why is it so FRUSTRATING to be late? Yesterday I was on my way to meet friends for lunch, and my GPS decided to do its own thing, which is basically take me on a wild goose chase. I realized this after I missed my turn, so I pulled over to reassess the situation. “Why is this darn thing doing this?!”
In my frustration, I realized that I created that situation for a reason. There was some old stuck energy that was asking for my love and attention. So I got back on the road and started asking myself some questions. What am I feeling now? IMPATIENT, ANXIOUS and IRRITATED. Okay, why am I feeling impatient, anxious and irritated? I’m feeling impatient because this moment is not enough. I must be in the next moment in order to be happy. I’m feeling anxious and irritated because I was 15 minutes late. Why was it important to me that I not be late? I did not want to feel JUDGED by my friends. My story is that when I am on time that I have my stuff together. And when I’m late, I don’t. I did not want to DISRESPECT my friends. My story is that when I’m late, I am treating them poorly because I’m not respecting their time.
What if it’s OK to be judged by others, knowing that my infinite value can never change, and that the only part of me that’s affected is my pride? What if I can offer that part of me that doesn’t feel enough, my love and attention? What if it’s OK to allow my friends to feel whatever it is they feel, knowing that it’s not my responsibility to keep people from their feelings?
So I just breathed into all of these feelings, and I held the part of me that felt less than and anxious about being late. Just relax. Breathe. Don’t hurry. Don’t worry. All is well. Be HERE NOW.
When I arrived, I received a very warm welcome and had a delightful meal with my friends. I love my life!
