Running a red light

As I listened to Enya on my commute tonight I reflected on a time when I wasn't very calm.

A few years ago, on my birthday, I ran a red light on my way home for lunch.

When the policeman caught up with me (a mile or so later) he ticketed me... right in front of my local church.

I was angry and humiliated.

Running the red light was emblematic.

It symbolized my tendency to push and force situations. To contort people to accomplish my agenda.

Often debt-reductionists tend to push too hard. It's tempting to coerce a spouse into inane money schemes when forcing a money goal.

Often calm, steady persistence is the solution to pushy, forceful racing.

I decided tonight to increase my Enya consumption and thereby decrease my
pushiness.

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