Don’t Decide in Anger
Awhile back I wrote about stories I would make up about the grains of the mahogany in the headboard of my childhood bed.
The wavy lines were roads to villages where people had feelings that came in colors — anger went from red to orange.
And in the villages, they couldn’t see when in my mind I’d change the universe. On joyful days, I’d see the wood in shades of purple. On quiet days, it would be blues to greens. Rarely there would be yellows. On angry, lonely days I’d see it go from red to orange.
Red to orange. How I remember that feeling.
Anger is a lonely place.
In the response, a friend, brad4d, spoke of wisdom and anger…
“Wisdom entereth not into a malicious mind” ~ Rabelais ~ means to me, anger erases wisdom.
How skewed my thinking becomes when I feel angry. I lose sight. I lose perspective. I forget other people. I lose the wisdom and love of a lifetime. I lose the person I want to be.
Most times, I’m far from anger. Those days I’m a decent human being.
I know we couldn’t do it forever — I know we couldn’t all do it simultaneously.
But . . .
What if just once a whole bunch chose a different color? What if instead of the red of anger we chose the gold of compassion? How wise might the world start to be?
We can change the world, just like that.
–ME “Liz” Strauss
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