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Secret Buddha whispers.. and the offended colleague đ°
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A couple of years ago, my work wife and I acquired a new speaker for the office. We had Buddha Radio playing on rotation. Nice cruisy music. Relaxed vibes. And every few songs, a little whisper would come through the speaker⌠ââŚBuddhaaaaâŚâ This went on for months. Then one day, a colleague was standing at the counter when the whisper came through. He turned to us. âDoes that happen all day?â âDoes what happen?â we said. âThe whispering.â We laughed. âYeah! It goes all day.â Except⌠he wasnât laughing. He looked completely exasperated. Turns out, for SIX MONTHS, this poor man thought my work wife and I had been whispering behind the desk. About him. All. Day. Long. Eeeek. It had affected him so much that heâd actually started looking for another job because he didnât think he could keep working in that environment. Meanwhile, we were completely oblivious. We laugh about it now, but far out, what a reminder. His brain had heard something it couldnât immediately explain. So it gathered some clues. Thereâs a whisper. Ali and her work wife are behind the desk. I canât hear what theyâre saying. Maybe theyâre talking about me. And somewhere along the way, âmaybeâ became âthis is whatâs happening.â Thatâs what our brains do. We take cues from whatâs happening around us, filter them through our past experiences, beliefs, fears and vulnerabilities⌠and create meaning. And then we respond to that meaning as though itâs the truth. Sometimes it is. And sometimes⌠itâs just Buddha Radio. đ So hereâs something to sit with today: Where in your life might you be responding to a story rather than a fact? What have you assumed? What meaning have you attached? And what might change if you became curious about your perception instead of automatically believing it? This is one of the reasons I wrote The Glorious Responsibility of Happiness. Itâs not about pretending everything is wonderful or thinking positively. Itâs about becoming more aware of the stories, beliefs and perceptions through which we experience our lives. Because when we can see them, we have a little more choice about what we do with them. At the very least, become curious. Is something you assume, actually true? Or could you take a pause and consider a new perspective? If this story made you wonder about some of your own, you might enjoy the book. And next time you think someone is whispering about you⌠Check for Buddha Radio first. đ Ali x |
Ali Williams (alijwilliams.com)
Sharing uncomplicated truths to encourage and educate women to embrace their healing power.
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