Do you wonder who you would be if this hadn't happened?
That was the question posed to me today by a friend. Only because of how my life turned out I'm glad it happened.
She referred to a Buddhist monk who said that our anger is a part of our lives and we must cradle it like a baby. A radical idea.
It was a mix-up: she left a message on my cell saying she was waiting by the elevators only I was waiting by the elevators and she wasn't there. I had the intuition to ask the security guard if there was s second set of elevators and he said yes. So at that point I went to the pay phone to retrieve my messages to see where she was.
Luckily she was waiting for me and hadn't left although it took us an hour to connect.
Macy's truly is "America's Department Store."
I watched everyone exiting and entering the elevators.
The only thing I bought was a pink dot Tommy Hilfiger sheet set on sale: such a cheerful pattern for the summer.
We had this conversation: how we have to accept life on life's terms and go in the direction life takes us.
She understood I was like a scientist wanting to prove cause-and-effect only sometimes there's no reason why something happens only that you have a defective brain.
She echoed my sentiment that we must embrace the struggle.
To not do so you set yourself up for a lot of heartache.
I know these are revolutionary ideas I'm espousing here.
Each of us wanted to live a simple life unencumbered by the pursuit of material goods.
That's why my sheet set is Tommy Hilfiger on sale not Frette at full price.
The friend quoted a folk song:
Tis a gift to be simple
Tis a gift to be free
Tis a gift to come down to where you're supposed to be.
I have no great ambition or heights I want to scale.
Only to keep my feet on the ground and just keep moving.
I made the analogy of someone who has been languishing for years and is placed on Clozaril and has a miraculous turnaround and is forced to confront their old life.
It is as I told you: you do not know what the future has in store for you.
It can be even better than you imagined.
I submit that the struggle might always be there however when you change your perception of what's happening that is when your life will change. Using coping techniques is the way you have to put up your fists and duke it out.
You might ask why it has to be this way.
I have no answer for this. I can make the analogy of characters in a novel who grow and change through conflict. We all benefit from having a certain amount of stress to keep us on our toes. Standing still is not an option.
Do you see? Does this make sense?
When all else fails you head to Macy's for retail therapy because when the going gets tough the tough go shopping.
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