I’ve been working on a project that I’ve been pretty excited about as it was something near and dear to my heart. Something I’d wanted to do before but my hubby, in is infinite wisdom, suggested that I wait to do. I’m glad that he did, as right now seemed to be the perfect time for this project to come to fruition. Everything was moving along smoothly. And then it wasn’t.
Life has to rear up placing obstacles in our way for a couple of reasons, I think. First of all, it keeps us humble. Secondly, it requires creative thinking to fix the problem and move forward. I guess life is saying, “Not everything is easy. Get over it. Find a solution and move on.” No time to jut out the lower lip and let tears cascade down. There are things to be done and I have to do them.
Yeah, one cog in the wheel fell out of place leaving me holding the empty bag, trying to figure out what to do. I could have been upset or blamed the person. But I didn’t. There was no need to. In the quiet hours after the project came to a screeching halt I put myself in this person’s shoes. Maybe something else was going on in their life – something I know absolutely nothing about. Perhaps they were overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the job. I don’t know what it was for sure. I just knew what it wasn’t.
It wasn’t the time to point fingers or to cry and scream. It was time to take stock of the situation, take a deep breath and come up with Plan B. Or Plan C. I’ve rolled up my sleeves determined to do whatever it takes to get it done. The hubster was right. A couple of years ago I’d have reacted differently and the project would never have happened.
In your quiet hours take a moment to reflect on something happening in your life. Think about it from someone else’s point of view. Then move forward with compassion and gratitude. It’ll change your perspective, I promise.