Equanimity Please

by | Mar 26, 2021 | Philosophy

My power’s in my equanimity
I’ve seen it time and time again
Anxiety gets in the way
Into turbulence I descend

Call now forth attention
To events the other day
Work was disrupted
To the supply house, a trip to take

Everything went smoothly
Everything got done
Came back to face two little boys
Yes, the ‘mother’ has 2 sons

Boundaries seem are absent
Respect seems sorely lacking
I did my work so quickly
As up and down the hall she’s tracking

In and out the door she slammed
Her checkbook seemed was lost
Down the hall and on his knees
Turned me quickly to a boss (*1)
Pointing with a voice so stern
Surprised me, just as well
She didn’t seem to notice
My assertions as I yelled

A lesson for the learning
As my passive-aggressive ways
Need pruning and dis-assembling
In the near and coming days

5/12/19 #11


(*1) He went to the end of the hall, raced down it, fell to his knees and
slid as far as his momentum would take him. In the meantime, the mom was
traipsing up and down the hall.

At some point in time I had kids pick Amethyst crystals off of one of my
Amethyst cathedrals. If you’re not familiar with a cathedral they can be
rather tall. Mine are 4 foot tall. I’m sure it was these guys when they
were younger. The dad is a policeman, I just could not believe that they
would allow their children to be so unruly in a place of business.

As it turned out, they have not been back. At the point where I raised my
voice and told her that she needed to keep them under control, it was
enough to have her abandon the shop. They are not missed.

Linda Brady

Linda Brady

Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.

When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.

– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)