Saturday, June 14, 2014

Miffed!


Miffed: put into an irritable mood, especially by an offending incident. To cause to become offended or annoyed.

Miffed is the word that came to me intuitively as I pondered my loss. Why do I feel this way? It was only some material goods, even if it was only a cotton beret, scarf, ¾ knit gloves, an automatic open-close umbrella, a roll-on of Saje aromatherapy (wwww.saje.ca) of a purchase with a gift certificate that I had won) in my black- and orange-striped canvas bag.

Why am I so attached to things, that is, material items? When I die – when we all die – none of it matters. It is all left behind on this earth plane. We don’t take any of it with us, except for what I imagine we do: our etheric body (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Etheric_body), our memories, and our character/personality.

Regardless of this awareness, I realize that I am still attached to things. What is it about them that I hang onto? Why do I hold such an importance to them that it carries such weight? Doesn’t that make life more baggage-like, not to mention heavy?

What is the universe attempting to show or ‘tell’ me? What is or are the lessons of this experience?

I thought it might have to do with being (more) present as I was traveling from one Open House event (a friend’s new consignment/boutique, Nula Boutique on the Sunshine Coast, https://www.facebook.com/consigning.with.a.cause?ref=stream) to another friend’s where she was opening up her home before her upcoming move.

Tell me, do any of you feel this way, even occasionally or am I the only one? I doubt I am, though please please me. (Is that a pun?) Let me know so I won’t feel like I’m the only one. It will make me feel a bit better, unmiffed - ok, I just invented that word - all right, less miffed then.

And, in the meantime, I will hopefully be able to find my lost bag with said items. Time will tell! Que sera, sera.

1 comment:

  1. Good news: I got my bag back with all its contents! :)

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