This post is about a quick flash of a psychic insight that occurred in the midst of a social situation just yesterday at the gym. It’s been a while since I’ve blogged obviously. Keep berating myself –must be more consistent with blogging. Feeling like there’s nothing to say and ducking back into my hermit cave is no excuse. So here’s something.
Hmmmm. Where to begin? Well, you know how some people seem to put on airs, right? That phrase is used when people act as if they are from a higher class in society. There is a lady that fits this description at the gym. She’s a swimmer and when I, too, was swimming laps we met in the swim lanes and the locker room.
I stopped swimming due to the air quality of the indoor pool and our paths had not crossed for over a year but there she was yesterday waiting for a weightlifting class that I, too, planned to attend. She was discoursing quite authoritatively on the negative aspects of the class–this class that I love! How could she speak with such a demeanor when she’d not frequented any of the classes?
She began to gather listeners and explain how these new classes were of a lesser quality than the ‘old’ classes, asserting some kind of seniority as the expert witness.
Most of the others, including myself, began to scoff since the new strength training/weight lifting class is highly popular. Every class is nearly full! This woman was beginning to make a fool of herself.
Why? Why was she putting on those airs with a ‘sour-grapes’ kind of attitude’?
I could see it clearly the moment my irritation released and compassion substituted. She was nervous about taking the class for the first time and this was her way of making herself feel comfortable enough to be there.
I glanced in her direction several times during the hour-long session. She positioned herself in the back of the room but through the mirrors, it was obvious that she was struggling and not keeping up very well.
Compassion is a good platform for psychic insight.