As I walked in I noticed the elderly woman volunteer taking the weight off in a changing cubicle. She was remembering aloud. Dunkirk, the flying bombs, the war – WW2. The young volunteer behind the counter of the charity shop was obviously not interested. Soon I was riding right along with the older woman. It doesn’t take much to find points of contact. Oh yes, I used to play on a wrecked Doodlebug in the woods near where I lived. I said. Did you really! she replied. And before I knew it we were talking dancing and I was encouraging her to show me how to do the Palais Glide! She was a genteel lady. I’d stop and talk some more however I’ve an appointment to keep. I said. Would you really talk some more, she reply obviously surprised somebody would want to talk to her. How sad I thought. But before I left she placed her hands on my hips and we attempted to effect a few steps of the Conga! Right there in the Help The Aged shop.
Somebody, a good friend, said to me today, You Mugo are one of those people who don’t know when to stop! She meant well and I have taken her thought on board. It was not new news anyway. Yes, I’ve a strong constitution and able to, and in the habit of, pushing through. Many might actually have to stop – take a break, rest, have a breather, take the weight off. I’m a run and crash type. But then there are the calls, like the one this morning, which highlights the imperative to be attentive to stopping.
Knowing when to stop, and doing so, covers just about every bit of doing we do throughout the day. My friends comment, and the lady dancer, have given me cause to pause….
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Training with the Precepts learned me to ‘knowing when to stop and doing so’.
It becomes a call of the heart.