The Creator
I read something this morning about how we are never given more than we can handle. I think I’ll have to really focus on that in the next little while. It has something to do with selling the house, having to find a new place to stay, having to pack up and move and not knowing where to and being in the middle of a course with an instructor that is pilling the assignments up to our ying-yang. Yep, I’d say it might have a bearing on the overwhelming feeling hanging around my front door.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m a happy camper about selling the house before the snow flies. I’m not complaining. Not one bit. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Spewing maybe. Stating a fact. Trying to catch the butterflies which are doing the chicken dance in my stomach or trying to keep my mind from catapulting all over the place. Do we rent, do we buy and which of the two is the wiser move and how will we find a place in such a short time? And how come life and all the steps we have to take don’t come with an instruction book or at least a diagram and a tool like IKEA furniture.
I was in a foul mood yesterday. Not because of any of the above but with class and this new teacher. Things seemed pretty cool at first but now the ball seems to be spinning out of control and the class is getting antsy. No one is “getting it” and frustration is running high. I can feel the buzz in the room as if I were standing under a power line. The sad part is the old chap is trying but the more he tries the further the ship sinks and the more assignments he keeps piling on us.
I lost my cool a couple of times and stuff spilled out of me much louder and faster then usual which took a few people aback, myself included. After class the instructor was trying to make small talk and I suspect, trying to smooth some ruffled feathers. I don’t like it when situations like that happen. Well, no one does, I suppose. No one likes to leave with the feeling, why did I even bother to show up?
So what I’m going to do is dig out my non-slip grip gloves and hang on real tight to the mantra – “you are never given more than you can handle” as I sit in the saddle and go through my day.
Namaste
Annette
5 comments:
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think I've finally got it...have written a response about 10 times...kept getting lost in space as google wouldn't accept my password.
"We are never given more than we
can handle". I've often had to keep this same quote in mind as
well...even when it seemed nothing could be further from the truth!
How sad it is when students get stuck with poor teachers...makes me wonder why some go into this profession.
If I could, I'd be there to help you pack up...I've done it so often myself I've got it down to a fine art!
You WILL find the right place whether renting or buying, I know.
cheers..pat
It's a quote that helps me keep going even when I want to throw my arms up in the air and give up.
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