I’ve always loved watching dancers, but to be in an entire room with them as they gracefully cavorted through the air in play… a little breathtaking.
I found myself wishing I could move as beautifully… like creating poetry with your body. My husband had come along to help me, and when you have nearly 30 excited ballerinas trying to tell you their name and give you quotes… help is needed.
On the way back to the office I was especially grateful he had come along. My beloved Tracker started making some clanky noises and losing power. I had to coast to the side of the road. The car wouldn’t restart at first so we were stranded at the on ramp of the airport. Luckily, I have great insurance and roadside assistance.
Long story short, we had the car towed back to the house and I made it back to the office in time to finish my assignment, my head full of prancing dancers and sputtering cars. The entire adventure reminded me of the old Taoist story of the farmer and the horse.
As I coasted to a stop in front of the airport onto a roomy meridian I thought, “That was lucky!” Then when I realized we had stopped in the one cell phone dead zone along the whole way I thought maybe we weren’t so lucky. Then, when the phone worked enough to call my insurance company and I found out I had roadside assistance… lucky!
The philosophy that things are never really good or bad, lucky or unlucky, helps me to not get crazy upset when things don’t go according to plan. Sitting in that meridian freaking out wasn’t going to fix the car. Instead, my husband and I got to spend time together, watching the planes cut the sky overhead and made a new friend in the tow truck driver.
Ballerinas and blowouts all in the same day… the only thing I can expect out of life is that it will surprise me. How we react determines if it’s a good surprise or bad.