Last night I had the great pleasure of having a girls night with one of my favorite people: my Mom (pictured with me at left)! Our first stop on the agenda was yoga and though were running a bit behind, we still got there in time for the warm up. As we hurried into the building another yogini was also coming in, though she seemed to be in a much greater hurry than we were. While my mom and I checked in at the front desk, went to the restroom, and deposited our shoes in a cubby, the woman was still whirling about in a tizzy, and as she left the lockers said, "So I guess you guys don't care about being late, huh?" as she flew into the studio. I, of course, ignored her so that I wouldn't say, "Mind your own beeswax, ho." back to her as we crossed into the sacred yoga space, but instead said quietly to my mom, "Really?" My mom simply replied, "Oh, I don't think she meant it that condescendingly, it probably came out wrong." I looked back at her sceptically, but it instantly got me thinking. You see, my Mom, being the eternal optimist that she is, likes to see the good in people. My Mom, like so few people these days, strongly beleives that though people may act oblivious, rude, or annoying, they probably have no idea they're doing it, and deserve the benefit of the doubt. Of course, this brought to mind my post from yesterday, and the silver lining, or the "love" that I couldn't seem to find. When did I become so cynical about other people? Even though there are those that may waste my time, or annoy me in the check-out line, they probably have no intention of doing so. When I think about it, I am probably guilty of this myself: sometimes I get so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I become completely oblivious to the people around me, the fact that I have parked my shopping cart smack in the middle of the isle, or that my gas has been finished pumping for the last five minutes while I twirled my hair and thought about how warm the pool at my apartment complex will be that afternoon. Thus, I'm going to amend my post from yesterday and say that I love...That from now on I will try to cut people a little slack and realize that they're sole purpose probably isn't to make me want to tear my hair out. My mother is, as usual, right: it's far better to believe that all people are generally good and to give them the benefit of the doubt, even when they act rudely or entitled. After all, wouldn't you want someone to do the same for you?
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