05.14.06

You have been taught to live in fear. You have been told about the survival of the fittest and the victory of the strongest and the success of the cleverest. Precious little is said about the glory of the most loving. And so you strive to be the fittest, the strongest, the cleverest--in one way or another--and if you see yourself as something less than this in any situation, you fear loss, for you have been told that to be less is to lose.

And so of course you choose the action fear sponsors, for that is what you have been taught. Yet I teach you this: when you choose the action love sponsors, then you will do more than survive, then you will you do more than win, then will you do more than succeed. Then you will experience the full glory of Who You Really Are, and who you can be. ~Conversations with God

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Yesterday I got all caught up in the drama of having to replace my printer. I had, the day before, purchased two new ink cartridges and that did not solve the problem. After doing endless stuff to correct the problem with no results I set out to get a replacement. Best Buy is usually the safest (their staff is knowledgeable), good prices and a pretty fun place to shop. It was packed, jammed I tell ya. I was set on one model, not too expensive. But instead of grabbing it and making my way to the checkout counter I walked around to think about it. It was front feeding (or bottom feeding), not the top feeding kind I have. The printer sits under my desk where Bunny likes to hang out. Paper hovering and moving would be too attractive to that little mouth and I wondered where I could place the printer where he couldn't get at it. Then I figured out that the bottom feeding paper, when using a 98 pound bristol board to print on, would not easily make the drastic curve of the paper as it traveled through the printer. Shit.

Back to the car and into the Galleria traffic. I know better than to be in the Galleria area on Saturday. I got stuck in that kind of traffic where those selfish people at their green light have to block the intersection hoping that the traffic will move before they are faced with a red light. So I got to practice belligerent vocal skills directed at an old man who sat in the intersection while I faced a green light--MY green light.

I made it to an Office Max in my general area, finally, and after stalking the printer aisle, checking the prices of printer cartridges (I buy mine at Cartridge World anyway) and deciding on a Lexmark product, I picked it up and headed for the counter. Something stopped me in my tracks. A voice said to put it back on the shelf, don't make a decision right now. By this time my bladder was full.

After I got back here I decided if I was to replace the printer then attacking it would not be of much harm. I removed the print cartridges, took a screwdriver to the carriage, removed a small plastic piece of a previous cartridge, banged it around a bit, ran a paper towel under the carriage...finally replacing the two screws. Back into the printer went the two ink cartridges. I hit the power button, and clicked nozzle check and suddenly there was movement. It was checking itself where it had been frozen before. Then it actually printed the nozzle check.

YEA!

All this because I listened to that little voice. So today I am grateful for listening during chaos.