I didn’t expect that missing my train at 5:30 in the morning would make me want to become a morning person. Nothing in my entire life has made me want to become a morning person. And yet here I am, enjoying the morning before it is even 7:00.
A lot has already happened today. To begin the day, I ran nearly 2 miles to the Amtrak station in hopes of making my 5:30 departure to Portland. For a reason still unknown to me, my friend didn’t show up this morning to pick up and drop me off for the train, so at 5:22 I began running in the direction of the station. According to Google Maps it would take approximately 25 minutes on foot. I made it in 15, but alas, Amtrak is a punctual kind of train company.
For a brief moment this morning I admittedly became tense with stress and frustration. “This day is going to be horrible,” I thought at one point. “There’s no way I will make my flight. And then I’m not going to make it to Colorado, and then I’m going to miss Timmy’s (little brother) graduation”. Negativity flooded my mind. And then I looked up at the dimly lit and empty streets. Quiet. Absolute stillness. I looked down at my legs. At least they were moving in the direction of the missed train.
One of my favorite quotes, which pertains not just to missed trains, but any situation that leaves you with anxiety or a pit in your stomach, comes from a blog on Tumblr called C0ntemplations. It says,”It’s not like if you’re angry at the world, the world is going to say sorry and make it up to you. You’ve just got to let things go and learn to let the poison leave your body even as it enters.” Negativity is poisonous, and if we let it, it will derail everything. So this morning I tried to let the poison leave me as soon as it had entered. There was no reason to be upset with my friend- perhaps she lost her phone or the alarm didn’t go off. We’ve all been there, and holding bitterness towards her would do nothing but make me more anxious.
So I marched up to the Amtrak attendant, explained my situation, and in return got a bus ticket for a later departure and a recommendation for a coffee shop down the street. The airline happily put me on the standby list for a later flight, and I ate a delicious quiche right after being greeted with a genuine “Good morning!” from the cheerful man in front of me at the coffee shop. As I sat down at my table, a song began playing that literally talked about how the day was just about to turn around. Whether it was serendipity, coincidence, or just awareness of a higher vibration, the day suddenly became a pleasant adventure instead of an inconvenience.