Showing posts with label blame game. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blame game. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2020

The Serendipitous Encounter


He appeared out of nowhere one day.  I had walked that path along the river on my lunch hour for years.  It had been my way of clearing my head of the constant trials and tribulations at the office.  Then one day out of the blue, there he was sitting on the bench serenely staring out at the river.  By his physical features I thought he was First Nations.  Perhaps, he was an elder of some tribe?  He certainly looked the part.  He had two long grey braids, turquoise jewellery and a chocolate brown cowboy hat.  His chiselled features could have given him a starring role in the movie, Dances with Wolves. I passed by him on the first day and smiled.  He smiled back and tipped his hat.  Did the same on the second day and by the third day my curiosity had gotten the better of me, and I found myself sitting down beside him on the bench.

“Hi.  Mind if I share the bench with you?” I asked.

He turned and mischievously grinned at me, “it’s about time you sat down.  I have been waiting for you.  Two days I had to wait.  I got a story for you.”

I was somewhat taken back by his response and thought, what have I gotten myself into?  Why did you let your curiosity get the better of you? You don’t have time to listen to some story by some little old man.

“But you do have the time,” he casually replied, “and I am not a little old man with an unimportant story.”

“I am sorry,” I looked at him rather embarrassed.   “I …”

He broke in before I could start my sentence and shook his head, “the word sorry is so over-rated in your world.  It’s really a meaningless word.  You are only using the word because you think you have offended me or you are trying to be polite.  I am not offended by what you think.  Your thoughts about me and my story are irrelevant.  What you think of me is neither here nor there.  I have a story to tell and either you want to hear it or you don’t.”  He rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh, “I am sure there will be someone else that comes along the path that will be interested in hearing my story.  You are not the only person in this world.”

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

The Law of Responsibility




In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility. Eleanor Roosevelt

Under the Law of Responsibility life does not hand you anything that you cannot handle.  Every challenge that comes to you comes to you for your growth, and you who have attracted the experience  to you through the vibrations you emit.  How you respond to the challenge is up to you.  It is a simple little test designed with no operational guide and it is all graded by you.  Have you learned the lesson or do you go on repeating the experience and blaming everyone else for what it is happening in your life?