What would it be like to be emotionally free of other people’s actions?  That is I wouldn’t be reactive when I felt someone disrespected me with a rousing urge to snap and snarl at them. How DARE they?!?!

What would it be to feel open and laughing at that kind of behavior rather than reactive and angry?  I suppose it would feel relaxing and humorous.  Like someone playing tag trying to catch you so you’re “it”.

But isn’t that feeling of anger and resentment a signal that some kind of border is being broached?  If people don’t like me, I really don’t need to choose to hang out with them.  That’s self-torture, perhaps based on that deep desire for people to like me.  Ha–if they don’t, I’m outta here!  What a typical escapist reaction.

Today I cover myself with compassionate Divine teflon–so my heart is safe within the womb of faith, and all seemingly hurtful behavior around me just slides off me like a new protected pan.  Nothing sticks to me, and I don’t grab at errant remarks trying to make a scene (aka get attention).

Can’t touch this!