Locked Out… Again.

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I was inadvertently locked out my flat yesterday with no shoes, no mobile phone, no wallet.

It happens so quickly I can’t believe I’m in this situation. Again.

In ten minutes my next meeting, a teleconference about my upcoming ebook, starts and I have no way to access it nor alert the other members about my situation.

I make a beeline to my friends apartment not a hundred meters away whom I gave a spare key for just such an emergency.

“YES! his car is here” my heart praises my head for such clever reactions to my previous predicament; but he’s not home. Out for one of his afternoon walks I surmise.

I immediately make peace with the fact I’m going to miss my teleconference and that feeling bad about not even being able to let them know what’s going on is a wasted emotion.

I quickly settle into my comfy state of nowhere man status.

And so I sit and wait. For 100 minutes I had a taste of being homeless. Suddenly my thoughts of food seem more intense; my feet felt more sensitive to the hot asphalt.

To curb my ‘boredom’ of seeing and watching the same scenery I walk up and down Clarens road from his house down to Beach Road.

I see two people I know, one of them stopping to chat for a while and catch up. Another  recognises me from my Facebook videos I post and introduces himself and his wife. Most people simply go about their late afternoon oblivious to my predicament. Just a stranger sitting on the pavement with no shoes smiling at all who pass.

My thoughts flicker between my climbs; my current appetite for learning to understand my intuition and aligning to my true purpose; food; and wondering how long I may end up being stranded.

People I need to get in touch with; work I need to do and this blog that still needs writing get interjected between all those thoughts.

It is as if I was in some kind of dreamland where I know I’ll wake up and everything is fine.

My thoughts turn once more, this time to my earlier chat with a numerology client about my current understanding that there’s no such thing as a ‘bad’ thing. Something that feels bad now could, in two months time, feel like the best thing ever.

Bad is just a matter of perspective and time.

With enough understanding that everything happens to us to promote growth; we become victors and stop being victims of life.

No more ‘oh poor me’ cries.

It’s a beautiful thing, given time to think – especially without interruptions.

I wish we’d all spend a bit more time doing it. Then maybe we’d realise what this world would be like if everyone took better care of themselves. Perhaps we’d realise how powerful our thoughts really are. Maybe even that we each have the power to create incredible magic in this world – if only we just believed in ourselves that much more – maybe even at all?

Being locked out doesn’t mean I have to search for an answer as to why. We tend to do that. Instead, just enjoy flowing down our river of life and chalk up certain experiences as ‘unknown good things’.

Who knows, maybe there’s a thought I created in that moment of stillness sitting on the steps on Beach Road that’s already started it’s journey to becoming something grand.

Only time will tell.

One things for certain –  Be kinder to yourself when these sorts of things happen and have a good laugh about it.

 

notetoself


3 thoughts on “Locked Out… Again.

  1. Hello!

    Loved this!

    Thought provoking and makes one realise we just need to say, “It is what it is” and move on.

    Hope you well! And, that you eventually got back in …

    From: Renaissance Guy
    Reply-To: Renaissance Guy
    Date: Wednesday, 07 February 2018 at 1:03 PM
    To: Lisa Bell
    Subject: [New post] Locked Out… Again.

    RenaissanceGuy posted: ” I was inadvertently locked out my flat yesterday with no shoes, no mobile phone, no wallet. It happens so quickly I can’t believe I’m in this situation. Again. In ten minutes my next meeting, a teleconference about my upcoming ebook, starts and I have”

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