Slowbulance

Slow people can drive me crazy – only if I allow them to!
 
I like walking fast…
because it’s my main mode of transportation, and I’m not a fan of tight spaces
full of randomly moving humans.
So, on crowded sidewalks, I try to position myself behind a fast walking person.
Moving in their wake, as they cut a swath through the packed mass of human
meat, clogging the arteries of my travel path.
I look at these speedy people like Bruce Willis in Die Hard three, following an ambulance
in full siren through the congested street traffic to get where he’s going.
I began referring to these faster walking blessings as “Ambulances”.
Inevitably stuck behind Slowness
One day, I found myself stuck behind the “Slowest Person Ever”, with no hope of
escape, unless I was willing to run out into the middle of busy traffic.
Which I considered.
Faced with the choice of Acceptance or Death, I decided to choose acceptance.
So I decided to name this person – my “Slowbulance”.
Placed there specifically by Fate – right that very moment – just to slow me down.
I chose to accept that, for some reason, it was Necessary – that I meet this resistance.
That my assumption of how fast I “Should” be going needed to be challenged.
Anywhere I actually Am – is where I ‘Need’ to be.
For some reason, I am Meant to be in whatever Space I’m occupying – right Now.
The better I can Accept this, the more fully I can exist within every Moment,
rather than unconsciously trying to live somewhere other than where I Am.
When I feel stuck behind somebody who’s slower than dust, now I try to accept
that my newfound Slowbulance is providing me with a Necessary service.
Teaching me to relax in the face of expectation and let go of inappropriate
velocity expectations.
I have to trust that Fate will get me to where I’m going at the Right time
if not the Assumed One.
Love your Slowbulances!
Enjoy!
 
 
 
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