As I’ve got older, panic about things which have no base or foundation, seemed to have increased. Yesterday was a prime example. While taking my granddaughter to the local park in the mid afternoon, two guys on a bike rode by. They were scruffy, unkempt, but said or did absolutely nothing. Immediately I was passing judgment as to who they were and their behaviour.
In truth, it was just two guys sharing a bike ride and they were more than likely on their way home, or two a friends for a tea or a beer. But for the rest of the day, I was full of fear about what?, God only knows. I’m struggling of late, and this all comes down to letting my guard down and enabling the sickness and prejudice of another human being invading and polluting the chinks in my armour.
More work needed on my own persona, and soon.