Last week I went to the post office to mail one of my many packages that I send out to people–books, alien toys, crystals, etc. from my company, Amethyst Moon. The town I live in is a small town, way up near the Wisconsin border from Chicago and the post office isn’t that big, although it isn’t that tiny either. But it is always crowded apparently. I hate getting there past 4 pm because inevitably, there will be a line.
Well, this day was no exception. There was a line and it slowly crawled along as it got longer. The air conditioning wasn’t on and it was starting to get hot in there and people were grumbling. I held good spirits up as much I could, but I soon surrendered to the same grouchy mood all were now in. I was finally first in line after at least 20 minutes and saw part of the problem: only 2 people on duty, although a 3rd was trying to help people who just had mail to pick up or had to buy stamps.
There was one clerk who was helping a lady with a brown wrapped package, taping this thing over and over. The lady behind me wasn’t really very happy and the woman behind her was even more unhappy. I looked and saw at least 15 -20 people behind her, all with unhappy, impatient faces.
And I let out a long sigh, as I’m want to do when I’m feeling frustrated, as it was now 30 minutes at least since I had started standing in this line. And then I thought to pray to my angels- specifically Elijah–for some relief. The answer I got was surprising: Start smiling, he said.
What? I thought back. Why? I’m stuck in a line in a hot post office where the clerk behind the counter seems to be getting perverse pleasure in the fact we are all getting upset and impatient! I answered back. I’ve been here 30 minutes!!! I have better things to do–I started to rant and rave, silently, of course, to Elijah. And indeed the clerk did feel to me that the madder we all got, the slower they were going to go. (Ever notice that the DMV does the same thing?)
You have 2 choices in this situation: get angry and feed the frustration or smile and laugh and lift the energy, Elijah told me.
Of course, I thought! I teach this stuff, I thought and I laughed out loud. And smiled.
Well, the unhappy woman behind me looked at me strangely–why the heck was I laughing? We were mad, not happy!
I looked at her and smiled, “Okay, so we’re standing here forever–there’s only 2 choices we have–wait it out or get over it.”
She hmmphed at me, as if I were crazy. But I wouldn’t be deterred–I was already feeling better about life as I noticed I got the clerk’s attention. She continued struggling with her package and the woman that was mailing it.
I waited a minute or so and then muttered to the woman behind me, “Well, I was going to get a PO box today,” I said and glanced over the angry crowd, “–but I think I’ll wait!” I almost gulped, in a comical manner.
“It’s that type of thing that takes so long,” the 2nd unhappy woman stated flatly.
“Yup. True enough,” I said and while I don’t remember the specifics, I do remember I must have cracked a joke that caused the 2nd woman to smile and that made me smile even more.
The 1st woman didn’t crack a smile and that prompted me to nudge her to smile–so I started teasing her about smiling. Well, if you ever start that–it’s not hard to get people to crack a smile. Well, she finally did smile and the 2nd woman smiled. And then I was on a roll, as others were beginning to notice and the mood started to lift as people began to smile.
“You see if you smile–despite everything–you can raise the vibration here and this blockage will begin to move!” I announced, to the room, many who now were starting to laugh or smile at my antics. This made the clerk behind the counter unhappy and so she began finishing her package faster, something I could see happening.
“I want to know what you are smoking!” the 2nd formerly unhappy woman said, who was now laughing.
“Nothing but life itself!” I announced. “See! It works, we are started to smile and laugh and now the line is moving!!!” I said, as the clerk finally called me up.
I quickly went to my mail business as the woman behind me, now semi-smiling, went to the other clerk and got waited on. By the time I left and headed out to my car, the line was really moving and the mood in the post office had lifted tremendously.
We choose how we want our world to be: either you can be happy or be angry about life. I choose happiness.
Next time you’re stuck in a line, try smiling and making small talk with those around you. They may or may not respond, but you did your part to make the world a better place–and that’s what counts.
Until next time, remember to smile! And remember to choose wisely!
With Love and Light,
Blake and Elijah