Yesterday I had a wonderful day at work. We had our representatives from our China manufacturing plant come in for a visit. During the meeting, we discussed the current problem surrounding the pollution in China. Due to this pollution and the upcoming Summer Olympics, China is implementing many different rules surrounding all manufacturing plants with regards to time of operations and shipments over the next several months. This will have an impact on our business and when we receive goods.....it's actually a minor issue, but something worth bringing to the table. The pollution was described as being so heavy that one can not see more than a mile out, that the skyline is barely visible, nor are the surrounding mountains and the true beauty of the place.
This morning I was writing in my journal about how I was feeling a bit lost lately and how I've seemed to complicate my life even more. I'm in a transitional period, more like a cross road and I have no idea which way to go. As I was writing, I wrote that "I needed to clear the pathway; that there is a fog of pollution sitting before my eyes preventing me from seeing the beauty of the different paths that are before me". I wrote that line without even thinking about it. It simply planted itself on my paper, with my pen, by my hand. Here I am recognizing the pollution that I've created in my own life - all the while I'm learning and meeting with those who deal with this issue on a regular basis. I found this to be a bit humorous. This is how the message of self-pollution presented itself to me. Now I must do as the government of China is now doing and take whatever action necessary to clear my air! I want to breathe easy, relax into myself (my environment), and most importantly I want to take care of myself.
This reminded me of a retreat that I went to where one of our trainers had discussed how the Universe is filled with humor. She shared a story about how she had been feeling depressed and sad for quite some time. She found herself outside one day, standing underneath a beautiful tree. She looked up at the tree and noticed a tiny, empty birds nest. And then it dawned on her......her depression was merely a feeling of emptiness (empty-nest) from her children no longer being home. They were off at college. The Universe was presenting the answer for her in the most beatuiful and yet humorous way. Right there above her was this perfectly shaped little empty birds nest. The birds were grown and had ventured off to other places, to experience new things, and growth. She, too, had raised her children and now they were off enjoying new adventures. Once this awareness came thru, she laughed out loud and released her emptiness/empty nest.
LOOK FOR THE HUMOR! IT'S EVERYWHERE. I PROMISE!
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