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In my professional world I am known for my energy, enthusiasm and get-it-done attitude.  Yes, these are all great traits to have, and yet they sometimes get in my way of the desired end result.  I have found that over the last several weeks of meditation and prayer, I am calmer and more accepting of most situations.

Yesterday my  miracle occurred during an ordinary meeting.  Many of the usual cast of characters around a big square shaped table on a conference call.  And the usual nay-sayer on the phone asking questions that we answered two months ago during the project.  This is normally the most frustrating thing in the world to me.

Believe me I've tried lots of action plans here.  I've met with this person one-on-one to talk the project through, I've sent summarized meeting notes so that they are always caught up and I try, whenever possible, to show I'm supportive of this person's view and questions.  Not sure if any of that is working.

Yesterday when the same thing was happening for what seemed like the 100th time, I explained and then sat back.  I didn't feel I needed to solve it.  I accepted exactly where I was - and that it was exactly where I was supposed to be.  It really didn't involve the other person, or members in the meeting.  It was about me - since I am the only thing within my control.  My actions and reactions are all I got .. I don't hold the strings to anyone else.  That in mind, I can help to influence, yet ultimately my actions are all mine.

It was very liberating.  I didn't need to control the outcome, the meeting's or even mine.  I felt free from the strain it normally causes and allowed me to move along to the next thing.

I didn't realize this miracle until someone mentioned the meeting and how cool I'd remained.  Ahhh, I thought, that's my miracle!!

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