The Mosquito Bites I've Been Scratching

Bead 56 of Pray contains a powerful story for me. Liz decides to practice a new form of meditation where you sit completely still, no mental chanting or movement, and find a higher power/ higher level. She does this in the perfect time of the evening: right as the mosquito's are coming out. Instead of giving in to them and finding another location to test this new meditation out (like I would have done) she rides it out to see if she can. She succeeds for 2 hours. Damn impressive to me.

She makes the comment, "...within a half an hour, all the bites ad diminished. It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away."

Each complaint I have about my current circumstances is another mosquito biting me. Brewing on it, I'm itching the bite.

One of my strongest memories from a 3rd grade friend was to put an X through the bite with your nail, marking it off limits, than leave it alone and it will disappear. The X was a mental warning for me as a child- don't pick at it, don't itch it. Leave it alone. It will go away.

The rude people of San Diego that drive me crazy, the traffic, the noise, and the insane population won't go away if I ignore them. However, my constant anger and frustration to it might lessen if I would stop feeding it.

Step 1 for me to Learn To Let Go: Stop Itching The Bites!