The broken doorbell
"How do you expect me to hear such weak knocking? Use the doorbell!"
That's the first thing one of today's clients said when she opened the door. I explained that I tried the doorbell, but it was broken. Then I added:
"You came and opened the door and even knew how weak my knocking was, so surely you must have heard it."
She didn't reply.
Sometimes it's like people just want to have something to complain about. Doesn't matter what it is. As long as there's something to pick at, things are great.
For many people it might be a way of feeling better than others. Being the one who knows what's "right" and "wrong".
But I think there's something more to it.
Pointing fingers at others stirs something up inside. It creates a feeling of being more alive. The dull routine is replaced with exciting action.
If you're not paying attention to what's actually going on inside, that dark energy messing about, the seductive pull of being displeased can be stronger than being pleased. It's like negative energy is working on a higher frequency than the steady humming of being content.
If you pause for a minute and tune in, it's obvious what's taking place. And it's not something good. It's a war.
Sometimes, all it takes is a deep breath to create peace.