I'm Not Superstitious.
May. 16th, 2011 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cedar_groveFrom The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
Once the mind like a long guitar string is somehow plucked with the slightest agitation, there is nothing to do but let it ring itself out.
I don't like Friday the thirteenths, I never have. It's not that I'm particularly superstitious in most cases, but - probably due to the cliched prominance of what most people think to be an auspicious day, I think it's just gotten such a bad press in my mind that I can't shake it... so yes; that and magpies. You will always hear me greet a single magpie and ask after the health of his wife.
So waking up on Friday 13th I tried not to be too agitated, particularly not as we were woken unexpectedly by a phone call from Mir's boss asking her to come into work earlier than she'd expected to go in. She was only working for part of the day though, so that was a good thing, because I was looking forward to her coming home, and us being able to do things until it was time to head out to Megan's rehearsal.
But I was agitated... all the morning, all the day - I couldn't help it. I guess, subconsciously waiting for something to go wrong, and I hate that I was doing that - because really, in the grand scheme of things - nothing did. All I ended up doing was stopping myself from doing most of the things that I'd wanted to get done.
As examples of this date went, actually it was a good enough day, made all the better for the time I was able to spend with Mir.
Underneath, there is only one emotion.
Once the mind like a long guitar string is somehow plucked with the slightest agitation, there is nothing to do but let it ring itself out.
I don't like Friday the thirteenths, I never have. It's not that I'm particularly superstitious in most cases, but - probably due to the cliched prominance of what most people think to be an auspicious day, I think it's just gotten such a bad press in my mind that I can't shake it... so yes; that and magpies. You will always hear me greet a single magpie and ask after the health of his wife.
So waking up on Friday 13th I tried not to be too agitated, particularly not as we were woken unexpectedly by a phone call from Mir's boss asking her to come into work earlier than she'd expected to go in. She was only working for part of the day though, so that was a good thing, because I was looking forward to her coming home, and us being able to do things until it was time to head out to Megan's rehearsal.
But I was agitated... all the morning, all the day - I couldn't help it. I guess, subconsciously waiting for something to go wrong, and I hate that I was doing that - because really, in the grand scheme of things - nothing did. All I ended up doing was stopping myself from doing most of the things that I'd wanted to get done.
As examples of this date went, actually it was a good enough day, made all the better for the time I was able to spend with Mir.
