Photograph by Andre Hunter
"Don't carry a grudge; while you're carrying the grudge, the other guy's out dancing." -- Buddy Hackett
I used to get really grumpy about rude and careless drivers. Picture it. There's some guy butting into traffic, weaving in and out like he owns the road. I get irritated, and while the proverbial steam is coming out my ears, I yell 'genteel' words really loud at him.
Can he hear me? Does he care? No... he's long gone in a puff of diesel, totally oblivious, or even if he was aware, he'd probably display some colourful sign language to show me just how much he didn't care.
Who's left irritated with an upset stomach? Me! It finally clicked one day, this really is some of that small stuff we read about. Why get so incensed? I can't do anything about his choices, I can only do something about mine. And in my effort to walk in beauty and kindness, this means I quit badmouthing the guy (even if he can't hear me) and I release him from my offense.
Did it make my commuting experiences quieter and calmer? Absolutely. And way less stressful too. It's been another stepping stone in my journey of making my life more beautiful.
Here's to happier commutes for everyone!