Dear Life, I picked up my mail and here’s what I found: A pile of junk along with a couple of lovely cards and a bill for storage: price going up from $125 to $164 per month. My mind blew up! I complained to friends. I called storage; they didn’t return call. I jumped on Zillow looking for a bigger house to put all my stuff in. In other words, I reacted. This morning in meditation I heard the words, “Don’t become the junk mail”. How easy it is to slip into “the price of living is raising daily” and complain. This thinking robs me of the joy and abundance that is in my life. Shift perspective and speak with storage manager to negotiate that monthly price!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose