The ugly crying

I love finding out in the morning how I want the day to go. I have noticed that each day I want a wonderful surprise. I always get one. I also intend to go around surprising myself with being a vehicle for my Self and what It wants to say through me.

So I was standing in the queue  to the cashier at the Mall, and a little boy started to scream in the really ugly mean hateful way. The man in front of me turned around and looked at the boy – and me – and I felt we were 1/2 a second away from the usual reaction: rolling our eyes. And then I heard myself say ” You and I NEVER screamed like that.” He laughed, I laughed, and in 5 seconds the boy stopped screaming.

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mona Gustafson Affinito
    Feb 18, 2014 @ 18:26:53

    What a great — and so brief — lesson!

    Reply

  2. Anil
    Feb 20, 2014 @ 17:28:03

    Lovely comment, Niina ! Perfect for the moment ! (=

    Reply

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