First, a true triumph: yesterday and today, feeding Val and Clark’s cat Tula was easy and delightful. The keys they gave me worked perfectly. The food was exactly where it was supposed to be.
And Tula –– whom I have known exclusively while cowering away from Belle at dinner parties –– was unbelievably sweet and affectionate.
AWESOME phone call with the DAILY OM re: my course offering for April.
Excellent and elegant biz transactions with various accounts and payments.
FANTASTIC promotion via the amazing Amy Ahlers: an email blast out to her list, post her #1 best-seller BIG FAT LIES, that reach a massive crowd.
And then … a weird, unpleasant encounter.
As you know, more and more, I’ve been writing about not only my life, but also most specifically about trying to apply all the spiritual practices (from yoga to LOA to Bashar and onward) to my life.
Finally, I got something I’ve been asking for: the exact right level of minor incident where I could try to successfully apply all my learnings.
A really rude, nasty person who was bizarrely bitchy but …
I can stop there.
YES, I was writing the mental complaint letter for a few blocks after I walked away but —
I haven’t told anyone the details.
I stopped myself from internal complaining (it did take a delicious frozen yoghurt you pour yourself, adding on trimmings and payin by weight).
And most importantly, I am able to resist the need to dramatize, summarize, and/or proselytize (a word that is surprisingly very hard to spell) any of the details in this blog (even though I still suspect that no one is reading.)
Finally, I have had an encounter where I am totally righteous, as virtuous as an Old Testament Prophet, and yet I can step away, almost Belle-like in my ability to take the Higher Path. [There are plenty of BIG CHALLENGES –– I’ve just been craving something merely reasonably annoying to practice on.]
At last –– finally, I am able to score an A+ on letting go!
(Of course, I did write a negative yet succinct Yelp review. After all, I’m not a total crackpot.)
But, in all honesty, I was really so appreciative to have this MINOR level of contrast as a challenge, learning that I am indeed able to move on quickly and completely.
Baby steps…Baby steps.
Finally, as a pre-Christmas gift to you, here’s Belle photographed against her centerfold spread in the January Bay Woof (not yet online; this is just her advanced copy; that’s the way it works with celebrities of her stature.)
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