I won’t make apologies for waiting so long to post something to my “other” blog (by which I mean this one). I have very recently embarked on a path that moves me through my life without criticism and judgment. I won’t be embarassed or made guilty for not posting more regularly. In 100 years, this won’t matter.
Imagine that.
Today, I learned about a sort-of exercise.
Imagine that there is A Judgment Bell. It’s a bell that rings whenever you have a thought that is judgmental (to yourself or someone else).
Mine rang at least eleven times between leaving my appointment and getting home. I had to drive on I-75, stopped to get gas, stopped in Inman Park, stopped in EAV, had a drink at The Earl and then came home. Maybe if I had driven straight home, it would have rung less.
Not likely though, truthfully.
When I was at the bar with some folks, I realized that we would just have to shout over The Judgment Bell for the duration of our converation, because judgment is made funny.
At least in my circle of friends.
How about yours? How often do you think Your Judgment Bell will ring tomorrow?
