Week 5/April 17, 2015
Yesterday was Wednesday, and I was excited about going to a
morning yoga class. I hopped in my car, turned the key, and nothing happened.
I’m going through a big life transition right now, and I was
staying at a friend’s house. My car is fancy and new to me. I dread daylight
savings time because it means dragging out the manual and spending 30 minutes
just to figure out how to change the clock either backward or forward an hour. I
had put my purse in the trunk because I was anticipating going to class, and
apparently I had just enough juice left in my battery to open it once, but not
twice. My friend had jumper cables and offered to help me, but I sheepishly
admitted that I had never even looked under the hood before. After finally
figuring out how to pop it open, neither of us could find the battery.
I felt out of control, anxious and upset. I reluctantly
accepted that I was not going to be able to go to yoga.
The reason I couldn’t find the battery is because it is in
the trunk of my car, not under the hood. After the tow truck driver enlightened
me to this fact, he jump it, and my dead battery cranked right away.
I had already scheduled a block of time to do paperwork that
morning, and my partner called my 11 am client, who graciously agreed to come
an hour later. That allowed me to drive my car to Valvoline, order a new battery
to be delivered later in the afternoon, and walk to work.
I realized then that this “bad” event that was happening was
really the Universe taking care of me. All car batteries eventually wear out,
and thankfully mine expired yesterday. I had extra time, it wasn’t raining, and
my friend had the day off so I could borrow her phone to call a tow truck. My
partner leaves early on Wednesdays, and she volunteered to walk and pick my car
up for me and then drop it off at work. I was planning to go to Greensboro, NC
this Saturday for the day, which is an hour and half drive from Charlotte. What
if the battery had conked out then, at 5 pm on the weekend as I was about to
return home? The only negative consequence, other than the expense of a new
battery, was that I did not get to take my yoga class. Instead, I enjoyed the
15 minute walk to my office on a beautiful, crisp morning.
It’s worth being open to seeing the bigger picture and
putting all events into perspective.
NN