On the train to work this morning, I wondered why the person who sat down opposite me needed to finish off eating his tube of mango ice cream (yes, at 8.30 in the morning!) with his fingers (yes, on a crowded train!) The sucking and slurping turned my stomach, and distracted me from a paper I was reading for my project.
Fast forward a couple of hours and I am sitting in a fairly quiet sandwich shop with my laptop, trying to work on said project, and a big bloke sits down beside me, chomps his tuna and cucumber wrap loudly, and licks his fingers with aplomb every time he takes a bite. I only wanted a quiet corner to work on some writing, not to be interrupted by other people’s noisy eating habits!
Why have I attracted two annoying people with questionable manners to sit down near me and interrupt me? I can’t think of any reason why I magnetised the noisy eaters into my energy field, other than the fact that I have been delaying putting the finishing touches to my project. And these aural and visual assaults are a consequence of not having committed to my day. Distraction breeds more distraction.
I pressed the snooze button on my alarm one too many times this morning, and so I was late getting the train. I needed to read and take notes but couldn’t do that easily because I had to stand up all the way. Lateness breeds more lateness.
I had my mid-morning snack later than usual today, so I wasn’t hungry when I ordered my lunch. Today they gave me a huge portion that I couldn’t finish because I was still full from earlier. Fullness breeds more fullness.
I think the lesson my soul wants me to remember today is summed up by that Cherokee parable about the two wolves. The fact that I’ve been annoyed by people eating is signposting to me that I may be feeding the wrong wolf. The good and evil wolves are both inside us, so the metaphor goes.
I think I must have been feeding the evil one (the one with greed, guilt, rage, resentment, ego and all those nasties that play up if we don’t own them) and not giving enough nourishment to the good wolf (the one with truth, peace, serenity, compassion and kindness – aka the soul).
Time to start swallowing some truths, I think. Self-acceptance breeds more self-acceptance – right?