Wednesday, 21 October 2015

zen

I had my first appointment for the 'manual therapy' I had been prescribed for my back.
Well, I was meant to. I show up at 8:50 and the receptionist tells me that the therapist called in sick yesterday and as they didn't have my phone number, they weren't able to cancel my appointment.

Now, that would normally annoy me. Very much. But for some reason - am I growing up???? - I didn't really mind. Scheduled my six prescribed sessions instead and went my way.

As Simon Amstell tells us (in Grandma's House): there are actions, and there are our perceptions of those actions. And the latter are the ones that are causing all the pain. So, I am clearly successfully changing my perceptions. At least some of them.

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