Turbulence

"We are not saints" is a profound statement from the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous. Indeed, none of us are. As hard as we might try to do the right thing or to feel calm and centered, occasionally something happens that disturbs our peace.

Recently, it happened to me. First, I felt confused. Then I was angry, with a little hurt mixed in. Then, briefly, the air cleared and I thought the issue was resolved. But no. Wham! Another hit.

I felt like a passenger on the flight I read about recently that experienced turbulence on its course from Houston to London. A pilot can't see air streams colliding. They are invisible and thus unavoidable. But, oh my, what fear and injury they are capable of inflicting on passengers and crew when the airplane gets caught in that agitation!

We know what to do if we get caught in turbulence while flying. Keep our seat belts fastened. But what do we do if the turbulence is emotional?

Very much like an airplane pilot, I got out of the turbulence as quickly as was feasible, with a goal of the least injury possible. The most difficult part of the process for me was moving away from my own anger and blame, replacing it with acceptance. Acceptance is a neutral emotion--a much kinder place to be. A seat belt, if you will.

You write it:  Have you experienced any turbulence lately? What did you do?