Sometimes we have an innate sense of injustice, the feeling
that we’ve been wronged. For
example, when someone has disrespected or neglected us, or reneged on a
promise.
A specific case is Mr. C. who had an informal agreement with
a friend. He’d help publicize (i.e., write ads for) the friend’s tennis studio
in exchange for lessons. However, he and the instructor could not find a
mutually convenient hour to meet. Mr. C. thought that the teacher should work
harder to accommodate him and his schedule, and his pride was wounded because
he felt his services were not appreciated. I encouraged him to discuss the
matter with his friend. Holding on to his (wounded) pride, in spite of “being
right,” left him the looser without the benefit of tennis lessons.
When I arrived
for my hair appointment to find that my hairdresser had cancelled it, I was
very disturbed. The hairdresser did not apologize, only saying, “I’m behind
schedule and can’t do your hair today. You live nearby and can
reschedule.” When I objected and
explained I had a schedule too, she said, “You just have to learn to relax.”
Her words implied that the problem was mine.
Of course an apology was in order, but I didn’t receive one
because she seemed unable or unwilling to grasp my point of view (see the previous
blog “Admitting Mistakes,” November 19, 2012). But she is a competent hairstylist, and I realized that in
this case, I had to let go of my feelings of injustice.
One of my pet peeves about New York City is the delivery
people on bikes who drive either way on one-way streets and avenues; they don’t
necessarily heed the traffic lights, either. If a person doesn’t want to risk
being struck by one of these bikers, looking both ways before crossing a street
is wise. Theoretically, this kind of caution shouldn’t be necessary, but in
this case, failing to do so, can endanger one’s physical well-being. Standard practice of obeying
streetlights could therefore be considered “wrong” or certainly insufficient.
Letting go of a sense of injustice is easier to say than to
do; I confess I’m still working on it. I learned the concept at a poetry
conference many years ago. At the
conclusion of her presentation, the well-known poet, Ellen Bryant Voigt was
asked by a person in the audience when is a poem finished. She answered, “It is
all revision until you die.” Needless to say, the statement stuck a chord in
many of us. I like to think of myself in this way: Like a poem, I am a “person-in-progress.”
Serendipitously,
a quote from the actress Andy MacDowell in The New York Times on July 14,
exquisitely sums up the issue. “If
you carry around anger and ugly emotions, it will show on your face,” she says
as she equates “positivity with beauty.”
Conclusion: Holding on to anger and pride, although these
feelings may be understandable and justified in a given situation, is wrong
because the negative feelings harm our bodies, minds, and spirits.
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