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The echo
NomaDBuddha
Scalpel wielder :) Bucharest Veteran
Anger management lesson for me.
Today I had to treat a wound that one of my dogs, a wound my dog inflicted upon itself because of high protein level ( allergic dermatitis) , which made her ( it's a female ) go crazy and literally chew herself. Because I was alone at home, I had to play the role of the assistant (who would restrain the dog not to run all around ) and the role of the vet at the same time. I couldn't quite keep a solid 26 kg dog in place , so I had to chase the dog nearly the whole house to apply hydrogen peroxide to the wound. I had prepared my materials...and I had to chase the dog. My anger went through the roof and I just hit the table ( happened in the kitchen ) with the hydro-peroxide bottle ( made of plastic ). The hit produced an echo , and after I heard the echo, I sat for a minute in silence. I realized how my anger, how my behavior how my swearing was just a theatrical play, the only difference being that nobody beside me could notice. After this I chilled down a little and resumed my wound treatment.
Still, I'm considering it a small lesson for today.
Today I had to treat a wound that one of my dogs, a wound my dog inflicted upon itself because of high protein level ( allergic dermatitis) , which made her ( it's a female ) go crazy and literally chew herself. Because I was alone at home, I had to play the role of the assistant (who would restrain the dog not to run all around ) and the role of the vet at the same time. I couldn't quite keep a solid 26 kg dog in place , so I had to chase the dog nearly the whole house to apply hydrogen peroxide to the wound. I had prepared my materials...and I had to chase the dog. My anger went through the roof and I just hit the table ( happened in the kitchen ) with the hydro-peroxide bottle ( made of plastic ). The hit produced an echo , and after I heard the echo, I sat for a minute in silence. I realized how my anger, how my behavior how my swearing was just a theatrical play, the only difference being that nobody beside me could notice. After this I chilled down a little and resumed my wound treatment.
Still, I'm considering it a small lesson for today.
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Indeed. I felt sorry for me for behaving stupidly. I saw how my mind simply let the 'flood gates' open and all the mental debris just flooded the whole present moment. After that I continued to swear, but that was out of a bad reflex.
I know...it had to endure things physically, and mentally
It was JUST one moment. ( I secretly hope that I'll have more of these moments were I'm mindful enough to see my ow nsel
Yes, and we can hope for many more.