Yesterday was one of those days when I thought everything
was going to be a write off. It started with me getting up early to meditate
and to write my blog. To sit outside on our closed in veranda and look out over
the predawn sky on my own. To watch the fiery redness of the clouds as the sun
fought its way to awaken the day. And just as I was enjoying my meditation,
the music cut off abruptly and without reason. I opened my eyes to discover the
Internet had dropped out. Leaving me without the beautiful music to finish my meditation
with and without the means to post my blog. Then to top that all off when I
looked into the bedroom I discovered my husband had woken up sending my anxiety barometer
through the roof.
Believe me it’s not because I don’t love my husband. I do, I
really do but my early morning ritual is mine and mine alone. I don’t like
anyone in my space until I have meditated, written my blog, posted it then
surfed the Internet for a while seeking daily inspiration and my fix for Scandal
buzz. Seeing that my husband was awake during my quiet time irritated me to no
end especially since my patience was short because I had no Internet.
I left my ear plugs in hoping he would get the message that
I did not want to be disturbed but he didn’t because not only did he come into
my space, he started talking to me as well. Sending me in a tail spin, thinking
this man and I have been married for 22 years and together for about 24 year
years and he ought to know by now that this time of the morning is my sacred
time – alone. But he was bubbly and trying to make conversation with me- his
wife whose morning had not gone as planned. Talking to me while I was trying to
make the best out of a bad situation by writing my blog even though I could not
post it right away. Trying to convince myself that if I wrote it without
panicking too much, the Gods would smile down on me and let the Internet come
back up after I finished my masterpiece. But my husband was now disturbing my
peace.
To save the peace I smiled politely at him and told him I
was in the middle of writing. Bless his heart he got the message but still sat
next to me not realising I didn’t want anyone in my space. My pressure went up
higher but then I put myself in his shoes and thought how sweet it is that he
wants to be in my space at this hour in the morning so we could watch the
sunrise together. So I swallowed my anger, took my earplugs out and finished my
piece. Told him the Internet was down and then surrendered to the moment.
He asked if I wanted to go walking with him around the
resort. Something we don’t get to do very often. So I let go and just gave in
to the fact that I was supposed to go walking with my husband rather than
posting my blog. That my morning ritual had been broken to make room for us. We
got dressed and as we were about to leave, the repairman came to the room to
fix the Internet but could not. We told him we were going to walk and perhaps
he could come back in an hour. He was appreciative because they were short
staffed and we were appreciative because it freed us up to walk.
We walked the walkway of the resort twice, chatting like old
times, carefree about where we were, taking in the beautiful flowers and
scenery and the freshness of the morning air. By the time we got back and I
logged in to the computer, the Internet was back. I edited my blog then posted
it. Happy for surrendering to the moment. For allowing my ritual to be broken to
include my husband and a morning walk together. And then when the repairman
returned to fix the problem, I realised without a doubt that the Universe had
intervened and had shut down the Internet so I would take the time to be fully
present with my husband. To allow us to have some quality one on one time
together.
Proving to me that when one door shuts another opens. And
when things don’t work out the way we had planned, it is because there is
something better making its way to us. Though my blog was posted late yesterday
morning, I got to spend quality time with my husband I may not otherwise have
done had it not been for the Internet interruption. And for
its interruption, I am truly grateful.
We went on to have a wonderful family day at Sea World
particularly since our daughter had waited four years to ride the Journey to
Atlantis ride because the last time we were here each time we went to the park
it was broken. She was tickled pink. Beyond ecstatic. And my son and
husband got to ride the Krakken twice and in their opinion the ride of all
rides, The Manta – not once but twice and they were so glad they had.
The day that I thought was going to be a complete write off
turned into an absolute write on one once I let go and let be. Accepting that sometimes
we are led away from where we think we ought to be to the place we are meant to
be. And for surrendering to it all allowing my wonderful day yesterday to
happen, I am truly grateful. Namaste.
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