Sunday, October 7, 2012
Near my Mom's house, in the middle of nowhere, there is a petting zoo with 'wild safari' animals. Somehow, as a new mom, I found myself there with my toddler in front of the tiger cubs' pen. I swear there was a hum in the air. My son instantly keyed into the tiger cub, and in-tune, the cub recognized a likeness. After a long stare, the two babies began to mirror each other. My son put out his hand and the cub, on the other side of the fence put out its paw. My son bent over and put his foot up to the wire, the tiger cub changed paws to try and match his gesture. I stood there for about 40 minutes watching the two play some sort of touch game, it made me cry, and then it was over, and we went to get pecked by the geese.
This past Friday I went to a Robin Rose workshop. It was held in a casino in a city about three hours north of me, I was ten minutes late arriving. I walked into a dark world of blinking slot machines and wove my way back to the conference room. I snuck into a chair after registering, and focused on the podium, suddenly sucked into "survival brain" and "emotional/thinking brain". It was fascinating material and I ate it up. I learned that: 1. I am most like the five people I spend the most amount of time with, so I ought to choose those people carefully. (I wonder if that includes my Riley dog?) 2. How I treat people in the first 10 seconds impacts their brain function for six to eight hours. I have instant impact and because of this, 3. I should be responsible for the energy that I have in a room. I was told to look in the mirror to make sure my face and body position reflect the energy I want to exude. 4. I am not to hold my breath when something stresses me out, and that 5. forgiveness and letting things go are pretty important, even at a cellular level. Oh, and 6. I am suppose to quit taking everything so personally and sleep more.
When I left, I walked back through the casino, through neon lights flashing filtered by the haze of accumulated smoke, through slumped grayed figures hunching over whirling machines. I held my breath, as if the atmosphere was catching, as if caged, and hurried my step into the sunshine. I drove home feeling lucky with understanding and with possibilities.
"People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." Maya Angelou