From The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
We flow to each other's aid, often without knowing where we are headed.
How's this for a random moment...?
I'm a short arse... I make no bones about it, I am short, I find it difficult to reach things and to do things, simple things, because I'm too small to be able to reach. That's what we have tall people for right? That's why we call out hubby over to reach that can of corn down from the top shelf... I love to do that, btw... it makes me feel all protected and lovely. Anyway, I digress...
I recently had cause to go and wash the car at the local Autobath – and yes, it was terribly dirty, because being parked under trees all the time the sap drips on it... the wind blows leaves onto it and so on and so forth... so... because we were intending to go in the car to Biltmore for our anniversary pictures, decided it needed to be clean. Great!
Except it's a deceptively tall car, so... I'm struggling very clearly with a squiggly hose, trying to soap and scrub and rinse the car in the amount of time that I had the quarters to pay for... and I was struggling. The next thing I knew was the attendant for the car wash was beside me offering to help. It was help that I gladly accepted.
Only... once my quarters ran out, with his 'help' the car was still covered in soap... but he went to get his little remote control thingy, set the machine to 'test' and finished cleaning the car. Maybe he was bored... maybe he was not wanting a partly clean car to be coming out of his Autobath... but it took him almost an hour before he was satisfied enough to let me get in my car and leave the car wash... but the car was clean.
Random is the instant a horse at full speed
Has all four hooves off the ground.
We flow to each other's aid, often without knowing where we are headed.
How's this for a random moment...?
I'm a short arse... I make no bones about it, I am short, I find it difficult to reach things and to do things, simple things, because I'm too small to be able to reach. That's what we have tall people for right? That's why we call out hubby over to reach that can of corn down from the top shelf... I love to do that, btw... it makes me feel all protected and lovely. Anyway, I digress...
I recently had cause to go and wash the car at the local Autobath – and yes, it was terribly dirty, because being parked under trees all the time the sap drips on it... the wind blows leaves onto it and so on and so forth... so... because we were intending to go in the car to Biltmore for our anniversary pictures, decided it needed to be clean. Great!
Except it's a deceptively tall car, so... I'm struggling very clearly with a squiggly hose, trying to soap and scrub and rinse the car in the amount of time that I had the quarters to pay for... and I was struggling. The next thing I knew was the attendant for the car wash was beside me offering to help. It was help that I gladly accepted.
Only... once my quarters ran out, with his 'help' the car was still covered in soap... but he went to get his little remote control thingy, set the machine to 'test' and finished cleaning the car. Maybe he was bored... maybe he was not wanting a partly clean car to be coming out of his Autobath... but it took him almost an hour before he was satisfied enough to let me get in my car and leave the car wash... but the car was clean.
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Date: 2011-09-22 05:25 am (UTC)