I made my morning coffee today in a French press. As I pushed down the plunger it began to overflow covering my kitchen counters with the dark liquid and grounds. I realized that I had a choice at this moment to either become angry that another meaningless task had been added to my already long to do list, or I could just wipe down the counter and poor myself a cup of coffee. I chose the second option, and as small and insignificant as this may seem, it’s a huge step towards my goal of a peaceful life.
In life we’re facing lots of little battles every day. By choosing to be understanding of our own mistakes and the mistakes of others we can win.