OMG! LOL! WTHAIS? Huh? I’m an old fashion communicator. I would rather talk to the person in which I wish to speak to versus words reduced down to a few simple ‘clicks’ on a keyboard. Vast number of people have converted to chat room lingo that, augh, leaves me feeling ten steps off in left field. Don’t they realize less MIScommunication would happen if a person could hear the emotions reinforcing their full-length words?
Right now I’m dealing with a difference source of message interpretation issues. (sigh) Since about ten o’clock last night the smell of roasting coffee beans has been permeating my nostrils. Let me clearly state, I’m not a coffee drinker. Sure I inhale deeply when near fresh ground coffee, but it is not what roasting coffee beans smell like when they are being toasted. To me, it stinks worse than coffee burning on the bottom of a forgotten carafe. A waft of a particular fragrance can stir up certain memories. The aroma of cinnamon sweet rolls instantly reminds me of my mother and grandma’s fresh out of the oven homemade pieces of heaven dripping with hot caramel coating. The whiff of a certain brand of cigarette brings back memories of my first love. Baby power takes me back to a time when my sons were still in diapers. Oh… the memories. Oops, I’m wandering.
Is this my way of telling my Self life can stink so what are going to do about it? Am I being shown that I’m wasting my time in worry fretting and begging the phone to ring with the answers I seek? A subtle reminder to let loose the frustrations of yet another bad day at work instead of dwelling on it to the point a restful sleep is hopeless. Is this nasty smell my sign to rethink what’s important? Could this be the message? HA! I’m grateful it’s not the stench of foot odor telling me the importance of ‘walkin’ my talk.’
Deep in thought and contemplating the meaning of this Aroma Therapy I realize, “This is, in this very moment, how I am spending my precious time and energy.” I thrive in finding the joy in everything, even if I have to look under the sofa cushions and move a few dust bunnies out of the way behind the television. Perception, perception, perception. I’d rather be taking a long walk in the woods with my Siberian husky then consumed with doubt and the possible pending doom. The sound of birds singing high in the trees is more peaceful than the thoughts coated in ‘what if’s?’
“Experience is the toughest teacher because she gives the test first, and then the lesson.” -Unknown
Uh. I don’t smell the burning coffee beans anymore. I think the message was fully understood. Life may seem like it stinks at times, but where are we focusing our energy? What thoughts do you wish to fill your mind in this moment?
Have a great and magical day! (or HAGAMD! for those that understand the chat room lingo)
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