Yesterday morning, on my bus ride to work, a fellow public transit user took up residence in the seat beside me. A pretty standard issue occurrence for the rush hour. On this particular morning, however, it didn’t take too long before I started feeling buddy get into my personal space. His inside leg started taking up more than his fair share of the room (and, being as though my legs are similar to that of a flamingo, I don’t use up my fair share to begin with), we was leaning up against my shoulder and I just got the, “there’s a sack of potatoes sitting next to me” feeling. Translation – buddy’s asleep.

I won’t lie, I was getting a bit annoyed.

After a minute or two of being a princess, I became aware of the response I was having (I’m doing my best to get better and better at this). So, I challenged myself – “did I really need to feel annoyed?” No, I didn’t. Pretty simple. But, that wasn’t enough for me. I needed a reason not to feel annoyed. I needed something to prove my annoyance as being unfounded.

As it usually is, the universe (or whatever, or whoever) was right on cue to help me out. And so, in my head, the thought came, “I don’t know anything about this guy. Maybe he works three jobs, maybe he has 8 kids, maybe he’s on his way to the hospital to be treated for an illness that sucks the life out of him?” The point was, I didn’t know. But, my annoyed self thought it did. It thought it knew everything.

Deep down, buddy, me, you, everyone; we’re just Love. Whatever disguise, mask or persona we wear on the outside, the real truth is, we’re all just Love. We’re all connected and invested in each other. And, whether we know it or not, believe it or not, care about it or not, we all just want to find that truth inside of us.

That morning, I was okay with him leaning on my shoulder. I was okay with letting Love taking a rest on me for a few minutes.

be Love.

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