Thought for the Day:
that you are not afraid to let go
of what is not you.
Ivan M. Granger
“I have let go of what is not me. Therefore, I have nothing.” Oh, how I wish I could live up to that statement. Unfortunately, I am like Maxine, a cranky old broad on the spiritual path. “I am that” could be pointing to her! I call the first two months of the year Janu-weary and Febu-ugly. And they can be interchanged—fancy that! Janu-ugly and Febu-weary. In these months I do nothing more than regret what I have just done. For I find myself indulging in eating stale cookies, leftovers of any description and heaps of anything that happens to be called “food.”
Yesterday I had cabin fever. I drug myself to Macy’s and found myself in the Shoe Department. (Remember yourself, always and everywhere, especially in the Shoe Department). The sales clerk was friendly and a blonde woman visiting from Florida and I were both looking at boots. I am not a boot person, frankly, but I get desperate in January. Soon my new friend was telling me how cute such and such a pair of boots were. She bought a pair and left and I found myself buying TWO. Once home, I emerged from the Dream of Boots. I will return them tomorrow.
What does this have to do with spirituality? Nothing. This is exactly what qualifies me to be a spiritual writer. Um hum, you may be saying. She wrote a BOOK about spirituality. Hmmmph. Don’t guess I’ll read that! I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t read it either. I don’t care how spiritual you are, women should never wander in the shoe department because they are bored. For you true spiritual students reading this, I will throw you a crumb. Vernon Howard had a reason for calling it the Malicious Mall. Now leave me alone or I will throw a boot at you! And another one to boot 🙂