A Phrase To Melt Anxiety: A Writer Wednesday Post

July 25th, 2012 | Posted by Irene in Essays

To listen to this post, please click here:A PHRASE TO MELT ANXIETY

Back from California and Hawaii. While I hoped to post about that, the material wants to be longer than the few short tight paragraphs I like to offer you on Wednesdays. Perhaps an excerpt will find its way here.

For now: a short reflection on being in the car, rushing for my outgoing flight due to an overslept driver. (Never book a flight on July 5 and expect a young driver to forgo celebration the night before. Perhaps March 18 and May 6 are not so good either.)

We are streaming to the airport. I am anxious about getting there, when suddenly I remind myself that this is an act of love. The motivation for this trip is to visit my sisters: an act of love. To support my husband in his latest endeavor: an act of love. It’s a phrase that has occurred to me before, and it always relaxes me.

It did not mean I caught the plane. I didn’t. I missed it by a few moments, and took my place in line at the ticket agent. The man in front of me was furious at missing the same flight, and let loose on the agent, who was unable to get him aboard it. The man stomped off to file a complaint.

But an act of love always involves the larger energy, which means we can relax. With this in mind,  I was able to be humane with the agent. Turns out he gets up every morning at 1:30 to get to the airport by 3:30, when his shift starts. (Even a bit of personal concern for another human being is relaxing.)  After a brief conversation, I was on the next flight out, no doubt before the angry man had finished filing his complaint. And the grateful agent flagged my luggage triple priority.

Thanks to my unexpected layover in Houston, I ended a ridiculously long search for the perfect denim jacket. While I missed a few hours with my sister, I got there by day’s end.

It’s an act of love. Relax.

Let’s remember how many of our daily acts hold this motivation—answering an email, picking up a child from school, trying to finish a project which helps support those we love. Our lives are filled with acts of love.

The more acts of love we recognize,  the more relaxed we get to be.

 

O’Sisters, July 2012 photo Desiree Ramos,
all text © Irene O’Garden, 2012.

Has this or another phrase been helpful to you?

Back from California and Hawaii. While I hoped to post about that, the trip wants to be longer than the few short tight paragraphs I like to offer you on Wednesdays.

So for now, a short reflection on being in the car, rushing for my outgoing flight due to an overslept driver. (Never book a flight on July 5 and expect a young driver to forgo celebration the night before. Perhaps March 18 and May 6 are not so good either.)

We are streaming to the airport. I am anxious about getting there, when suddenly I remind myself that this is an act of love. The motivation for this trip is to visit my sisters: an act of love. To support my husband in his latest endeavor: an act of love. It’s a phrase that has occurred to me before, and it always relaxes me.

It did not mean I caught the plane. I didn’t. I missed it by a few moments, and took my place in line at the ticket agent. The man in front of me was furious at missing the same flight, and let loose on the agent, who was unable to get him aboard it. The man stomped off to file a complaint.

But an act of love always involves the larger energy, which means we can relax. With this in mind,  I was able to be humane with the agent. Turns out he gets up every morning at 1:30 am to get to the airport by 3:30 , when his shift starts. (Even a bit of personal concern for another human being is relaxing.)  After a brief conversation, I was on the next flight out, no doubt before the angry man had finished filing his complaint. And the grateful agent flagged my luggage triple priority.

Thanks to my unexpected layover in Houston, I ended a ridiculously long search for the perfect denim jacket. While I missed a few hours with my sister, I got there by day’s end.

It’s an act of love. Relax.

Let’s remember how many of our daily acts hold this motivation—answering an email, picking up a child from school, trying to finish a project which helps support those we love. Our lives are filled with acts of love.

The more acts of love we recognize,  the more relaxed we get to be.

 

O’Sisters, July 2012 photo Desiree Ramos,
all text © Irene O’Garden, 2012.

Has this or another phrase been helpful to you?

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  • Sasha Carrera

    I’m on a morning “connect” call 1st thing every weekday and I’m doing the Chopra Center 21 day meditation challenge, and everything today has been roughly the same message: open your heart, give of your love and of yourself. Great reminder as I stand in line waiting for someone to hopefully fix my phone…
    Thanks, Irene!

    • Thanks so much Sasha! What a wonderful focus you are choosing–Hope your phone is tiptop shape now so you get to continue connecting–Fondly, Irene

  • Vay

    What a beautiful O’photograph!

  • Lindao18281

    For us, your act of love was spending Friday evening discussing important family changes and challenges. A lovely dinner, delicious wine and deep love and support expressed.  Thank you.  Love the O’sisters picture.

    Linda

    • Thanks, dear Linda– you know you would have been in this sister pic if you were there!

  • Sadie

    How true, how true, love filters in and thru when one is being in the moment, being mindful, relating with eye contact to those who help us in any way. Great photo!

    • Lovely comment, Sarah! Much appreciated!

  • sheilah rechtschaffer

    Jackie Grant sent me this….thoroughly enjoyed it and love your blog. Yes, lives can be filled with love if you know how to look…or try to know how to look. Sheilah Rechtschaffer

    • How great to hear from you Sheila! Happy these words spoke to you–your art speaks to so many!

  • mark r

    that is a beautiful portrait … and all sincere smiles with warmth that you can almost see the aura of kindness glowing ! How touching that is !

    • IreneOGarden

      It was happy day for all of us, dear Mark! Thanks–

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