"All living beings have actions (Karma) as their own, their inheritance, their congenital cause, their kinsman, their refuge. It is Karma that differentiates beings into low and high states."
I suppose this might be true. I was driving home yesterday, and somehow severely ticked off a woman behind me driving a Mercedes. I'm not positive why she was so ticked, but I think when our lane was ending, and myself and another driver merged over - she had been trying to accelerate and cut us off.
Anyways, her reaction was pretty surprising, given that I wasn't even sure of the crime. She was screaming in her car, flipping me off repeatedly with one and and then another, just off the scale as far as reactions go. Thinking I didn't necessarily want to get shot that day...I stayed in my lane, and waved cheerfully as she zipped by, screaming obscenities like a crazy person.
Whatever, I went back to singing to my music and tra-la-la-ing down the freeway.
Until about 5 miles up the road, I see some traffic doing not-normal things, people are slowing down and a car is quickly manuevering to the side of the road. It was her. Crazy Woman. She'd blown a tire....badly. Bits and pieces of it were flying down the road in her wake.
Perhaps the rage was just too much and the universe could no longer contain that energy, perhaps whatever energy you expend you also attract.
Or perhaps life is full of strange coincidences and it was just her day for a flat tire.
I felt badly, but was too scared of her to go see if she needed help.
I suppose this might be true. I was driving home yesterday, and somehow severely ticked off a woman behind me driving a Mercedes. I'm not positive why she was so ticked, but I think when our lane was ending, and myself and another driver merged over - she had been trying to accelerate and cut us off.
Anyways, her reaction was pretty surprising, given that I wasn't even sure of the crime. She was screaming in her car, flipping me off repeatedly with one and and then another, just off the scale as far as reactions go. Thinking I didn't necessarily want to get shot that day...I stayed in my lane, and waved cheerfully as she zipped by, screaming obscenities like a crazy person.
Whatever, I went back to singing to my music and tra-la-la-ing down the freeway.
Until about 5 miles up the road, I see some traffic doing not-normal things, people are slowing down and a car is quickly manuevering to the side of the road. It was her. Crazy Woman. She'd blown a tire....badly. Bits and pieces of it were flying down the road in her wake.
Perhaps the rage was just too much and the universe could no longer contain that energy, perhaps whatever energy you expend you also attract.
Or perhaps life is full of strange coincidences and it was just her day for a flat tire.
I felt badly, but was too scared of her to go see if she needed help.
Not stopping because of fear is Karma too...right.
ReplyDeleteThere does always seem to be justice in the end!
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