calmness and mindfulness and equanimity develop and deepen on their own..."
|Rain clouds at the bus stop|
Unlike this year's incessant springtime showers, we had been in a drought for months. Overnight, Mother Nature had graced us with rain and was promising more.
The birds seem to have noticed. The overcast morning echoed with their animated songs.
Living in South Deerfield at the time, I had just arrived at the bus stop en route to an appointment with the eye doctor, when I realized that I had forgotten to slip my insurance card into my wallet before leaving the house. A quick look at the cellphone verified that there wasn't enough time to return to the house to get it. At that moment I realized that I would have to appear at the receptionist's counter to face the moment where I'd be asked, "Can I see your insurance card, please?"
My fate was sealed.
At this point, you might wonder where the hell gratitude comes in here-- unless, of course, I am outing my own masochistic tendencies. Which I'm not. (I don't think.)