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Avoid loud and aggressive persons (read all 5 entries…)
Avoiding loud and agressive persons, even at IKEA. 4 years ago

I was shopping at IKEA the other day and a woman blocked my aisle and crossed her arms.
I couldn’t back up, there was another woman behind me.
With a baby.
The fat woman with the crossed arms stared at me.
So did the other fat woman beside her.
The woman with the baby backed up and I went down another aisle.
When I checked out the cashier told me that he’d just broken up a fight between two customers,
standing in line.



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sitio Every minute is a choice

nice use of the word “persons”—so few use it properly.

elizabethmerchant -regrouping (again)

Where do "loud and agressive persons" come from?

I’m a lawyer-and the places I go are crawling with them. Max Ehrmann was a lawyer who quit the practice early on…I try to follow his advice.

Max Ehrmann
Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

annabanana is flying to georgia

do you know

what was at the bottom of people thinking the desiderata was found in some old church, and dated sometime in the 1600’s?

my grandmother had it on her dining room wall with “found in old st. yaddada’s chuch, baltimore, 16??” written on the bottom. i remember reading it at almost every meal, as it hung there, and musing on what i took to be the ancient wisdom of my ancestors. i already knew lots of loud and aggressive persons to avoid by the tender age of seven.

when i got older and heard that some contemporary guy wrote it i was temporarily disappointed - i’ve always been a bit of an armchair archaeologist and greedy for historical perspective and mystery - but, in the end, it’s a great piece of writing, whomever the author.

elizabethmerchant -regrouping (again)

Still inspiring

Although the origins to his poem may be disappointing, the story of the poet, Max Ehrmann is inspiring. He went to college and law school, but came home to Terre Haute, Indiana. He had to work for financial support for his extended family, but continued to be devoted (in stolen minutes as I think of them) to his writing. As I recall, he didn’t practice law too long, and was able to quit the business world about age 40. Here’s something else Ehrmann crafted…

Let me do my work each day; and if the darkened hours of despair
overcome me, may I not forget the strength that comforted me
in the desolation of other times.

May I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over
the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of a quiet
river, when a light glowed within me, and I promised my early God
to have courage amid the tempests of the changing years.

Spare me from bitterness and from the sharp passions of unguarded
moments. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit.
Though the world knows me not, may my thoughts and actions be
such as shall keep me friendly with myself.

Lift up my eyes from the earth, and let me not forget the uses of the
stars. Forbid that I should judge others lest I condemn myself.
Let me not follow the clamor of the world, but walk calmly in my
path.

Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am; and keep ever
burning before my vagrant steps the kindly light of hope.

And though age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not within
sight of the castle of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for
life, and for time’s olden memories that are good and sweet; and
may the evening’s twilight find me gentle still.

annabanana is flying to georgia

that's beautiful

thank you so much for sharing it. there is something this that is so real, and so… i don’t know… compassionate towards the flawed nature of life’s journey, or something like that. i love that he aknowleged that he may never attain his dreams, that though he promised to be brave, his courage may falter. his writing is so kindly and human.

Tristan is a soft, blank slate

Good for you to avoid the drama. People who like dramas in their lives like to suck other people into it, too. Good goal, Elizabeth.

elizabethmerchant -regrouping (again)

Can be difficult.

The world that we live in can be hard. Some folks can only respond with aggression. Perhaps this woman felt powerless…she could work for a huge company where she has no choices about her own personal well being. Maybe she’s in a marriage where she feels like she has no voice. This must have been her day to take a stand. I remember to that loud and aggressive persons are “vexatious to the spirit.”

Maybe I lack the imagination to understand the circumstances of such "fight"

but I would think it is a waste of energy to fight with a total stranger while shopping… Did one of them have the aisle blocked and not offer to move her cart? Did one of them accidentally bump into the other one’s cart and not say “sorry”? Seems like there are other circumstances where it’s more understandable why a fight takes place, like drinking too much beer and not liking the way a guy looks at you or that he likes a different sports team.


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