Thursday is Moving Day. My life in New York is almost done. So is my affair with Retail Therapy. I need a desk-chair and a cocktail table. Perhaps a stand for my oriental vase. That’s it. Over and out.
I know.Time is up. It’s getting boring. But it’s more fun than writing. Or than worrying about how much money I’m spending, or obsessing over the fact that the forbissen* woman at a certain silversmiths on East 45th street conned me out of more than a thousand on my sterling flatware while I acted as her unwitting accomplice. You’d think I might have suspected something as soon as she positioned the face of the scale so it was visible only to her. Or when I questioned her motive and she told me she was no “Fishmonger.” Not walking out meant the die was cast.
I took the money she offered (I was tired and overwhelmed, but hey, no excuses), slid into the limo waiting outside to ferry me home from what I had hoped would be my big killing (why else would I take a limo?). Then told the story several times over to those willing to listen. In the past I have walked away from bigger and better. But this time I caved. Or I surrendered to the process. I prefer option #2. It’s the way to save face.
Onward! It’s all part of the master plan. It must be: it happened. And the lesson is as usual:
* Practice the art of non-attachment. Both to your silver and the money you think you’ll get for it.
* Stop futzing around..Say Yes or No to whatever choices arise. Then, move on. Fast!
* And if your selling silver, learn the difference between Troy ounces and regular ounces, so you know what you’re dealing with.
Even when retail therapy has gone out the window, and you’ve been bowed by the most trying circumstances, you may use this imagery exercise to become more resilient.
Falling FreeClose your eyes and exhale through your mouth one time. See sense and feel how you’ve become a cat falling out of a tree. Let go and be completely relaxed, as you land lightly on the ground below.Breathe out. Know how you are falling out of a tree at every moment of your life. And that there’s no need to resist, or to think about it.Breathe out. Know and live how by clinging to the promises of material life you create a state of tension and anxiety. Seeing clearly, know how there is nothing to cling to. And that you’re falling together with the whole world. Notice what happens and how you feel..
*Forbissen means forbidding, bitter, mean spirited in Yiddish. .I.E. She had a forbissen look on her face.