I was in a car with a woman I’d recently met. We were on our way to a restaurant for lunch; she was driving. Our conversation turned to the topic of higher consciousness. I suggested that mastering this concept was something that — if we truly desired to achieve — we would need to continually practice. And that, even then, “mastering” it might never actually happen.
“Not me” she replied. “I’ve read a lot about it and I really believe I’m already there.”
At that very moment — and timed about as perfectly as a Hollywood movie — an elderly gentleman accidentally cut us off; his car nearly slamming into ours.
This person next to me; the one who had already mastered higher consciousness, then proceeded to scream an “expletive deleted” at the man while, out of embarrassment, I buried my face in my hands. For the next two seconds I found myself frozen with fear that the middle finger on her right hand was going to rise to salute him.
I see some very profound lessons here, ranging from the sacred to the mundane. Anyone want to suggest any of them? Feel free to share.