That makes me crazy
That was my catch-phrase
“That makes me crazy.” That was my catch phrase. Everything made me crazy. People not doing things in the ways I thought they should, simply not getting on with it, not making decisions, and my most frustrating thing—people not using common sense. I was always judging—mostly negatively. I was focused on seeing what people were doing wrong. Compassion and kindness were lacking.
Meditation has helped me leave that behind in large part. People still do things I think are sub-optimal and they are often slower at making decisions than I would be. I have come to see that common sense is not so common.
But I have changed. That no longer makes me crazy. I have developed much more respect for the fact that others do not see the world the way I do, that making decisions is more difficult for people that it is for me and that the gift of common sense is just that a gift. I know now that all that judgement was about me not them. I realize most of the time my opinions are neither required or desired.
I am still a work in progress, but I know that when frustration drops away so does judgement. Understanding, compassion and wisdom can and do arise. I would rather let those things fill me up. I’ll keep trying.
