The last day was kind of rough and this morning even tougher but I am happy to be able to report that I didn’t lose my cool and restrained myself under a tirade of insults and criticisms. All of which segues nicely into today’s aspiration.
What does it mean to be a peacemaker? I think this is the one practice with which I am least familiar and meets the most work but I believe I gained some insight into it this morning. My wife, noticing I had been silent and, despite my best efforts, brooding as I drove in the pouring rain to drop them off at school in Brooklyn. She then want on to make a needling question asking if I were upset because my routine had been disturbed (this because she consists my anxieties as weaknesses and I don’t normally drive them to school). I honestly don’t know if she was trying to elicit a negative response but I managed to control the bile and reply that mornings are tough without blaming or implicating anyone.
There was that and, as a result of her comment, I was also able to get a grip on my comportment and start talking steps to correct it. A perfect success? No but so much better than any of the alternatives.