Airport delay musings - Letting go

A couple things are running through my head as I'm at John Wayne Airport trying to get back home to San Francisco (and as we speak, an additional 45 minutes tacked on to the delay... woohoo!). It wouldn't have been too long ago when, upon hearing that a flight was delayed 4 hours, would have most likely saddled up at the nearest drinking hole, probably would have met some interesting folks at the bar, people there for the same reason as I - killing time, brain cells and trying to dampen the agitation that comes with a delayed flight. The kicker is, for some godforsaken reason, I just don't want to do that anymore. As I sip on a coffee (ok, so there's no HUGE difference b/w coffee and a cocktail, but it's the meaning behind it I'm hitting on here), and people watch, I can't help but think about people's behavioral pattern, how they change as in my aformentioned aversion to airport cocktails, how set in stone these behaviors are in people are and what it takes for them to shift these patterns.

I am a believer in the inherent goodness of people, that they are doing the best they can with whatever it is they were given at that point of decision by their bigger Self that was incarnated in their body. It's just that people seem so blind to the world around them that they don't see the snowball affect a slight shift in the way they go about their lives would cause on so many other people, both people they know and more importantly, people they don't know. What we do has a ripple affect on the collective consciousness of everything in the world. As huge of a topic as this is (probably more detail later in another post), I can't help think that if people could just recognize, or notice, when a specific moment has chosen them for whatever reason and they have the opportunity to make someone else's life a little bit easier by not feeling so entitled to whatever it is they think they are, then just that minor change could literally change the world. Instead of yelling at the flight attendant that there isn't any more overhead baggage space because you were the last one to check in and rec'd a seat at the back of the plane.... why not just accept it, be it, let it flow through you and then just LET IT GO. Seriously, what difference is it going to make if you yell at the employee? What causes you to think that you are so effin special that you deserve to move someone else's bag and make room for yours? What makes you so fucking special? Did your mom used to tell you that when you were growing up? "Oh Johnnie, you're the most special kid there is and don't you EVER forget that!"

Well, I've got some news that might cause a bit of a paradigm shift. You're not more special than anyone else. You're no more special than that cloud that's passing overhead right now, or that baby that's crying next to you, or that homeless person that's struggling to find food for the fourth straight day. Stop thinking you're owed something because of the past. There is no past.

Oh, there is? Aha, it's made you what you are right now? Ok, then show it to me. Seriously. Put it on a plate and point at it and show it to me. What do you mean you can't? Why not? I thought you said it existed? Hmmm... got you thinking, do I? I'm not to say that the past didn't happen. I'm a realist. But seriously, the only moment we have is now and let's all do ourselves a favor. Let's stop thinking that we're better (or even worse, not as good) as the person sitting next to us and just stop, breathe, and recognize this is it. This moment is it. It's all we have and we have the unbelievable chance to make others lives easier as well. Just imagine how that would make people feel.