,It was mid afternoon and I just wanted to check in, but I faced a line of other people who all wanted to do the same thing. There was just one clerk, and something was amiss. A lost reservation? A smoking room that was supposed to be nonsmoking? I didn't know. All I knew was this: the minutes kept ticking past and the line wasn't getting any shorter.
I tried to silence my negativity: Why just one clerk? What gives? I can't believe I have to wait this long!
I had booked a room at this hotel because I was attending a nearby Buddhist meditation retreat. Was it obvious to me that now was a great opportunity to practice patience? Of course it was. What can I say? I didn't feel like it. Courting negativity seemed so much easier.
The lady in front of me turned and, in an exasperated tone, said, "Someone should tell them that this is taking too long!"
Something about her suffering allowed me to call forth my better angels, "I bet that clerk is feeling more stress than most of usRead More »from Lasting Love: What Two Senior Citizens Taught Me About Making a Marriage Last