Here I am in my usual spot, writing at my desk with the window to the street wide open. The weather in the City has been nothing short of phenomenal, and it is SOOO good. So the AC stays off and the windows stay open. Which lets in the air. And the subsequent noise from the street. The routine city ambiance is one thing (and an important thing. I like it. I find it soothing) but full-on ghetto thump from a parked car is quite another.
I feel myself wanting to get irritated, but I can't if I want finish my commentary on the NDE that I blogged at my other spot. I keep on looking out the window trying to find the car responsible for this late afternoon interference, as though if I spotted it, it would somehow make a difference. I hear a lot of bad so-called music from the streets around here, but this was the worst. It wasn't the volume that bothered me so much as the horrendously low energetic vibration. It was really beginning to piss me off!
So I stop and request my guides to give me a little help over here. It would be an ideal session at my computer if it weren't for this so-and-so idiot sitting in his car trying to get his groove thing on. Okay, okay, I apologize. But seriously. One of these days I am going to record one of these moments, so you can see how much restraint is needed not to go down there and just yell. In the meantime, I am attempting to write something about non-judgement and being in tune with our loftier self. Don't you just love the contrast?
I remain calm. I address my guides again and attempt to act like everything is fine, if they could just give a hand here and MAKE THE NOISE STOP. I stay true to them and just acknowledge that I am angry and they need to help out. Done. I let it go. But then a small light bulb goes off.
Oh. Let me take out my little trusty mirror and deflect the noise (the energy) away from my space and all the spaces within earshot. I prop my travel mirror against the window screen, perform the appropriate mantra and mudra, and I am done. The whole thing didn't take 2 minutes. I turn around and sit back down at my desk and resume what I was doing. Within...I would say...35 seconds, the music stopped. Completely turned off. Silence! No kidding. As I realize this, I pause. My heart smiles. I thank my guides and angels for reminding me what to do and for giving me the tools to do it.
Nothing is worse than not being peaceful. Sound is so vital to our good energy and noise will so easily disrupt it. The noise came back again, and so I again performed the mudra, chanted the mantra and did a new visualization. Again it stopped. And it stayed off for a long time. It was now getting dark, and I figured it would change the dynamic for persons who party in their cars. The noise returned again for a bit, but by that time I was well onto something else and it did not matter. I knew it would be over soon. It always is.
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