Traffic. In LA.
Say the words and immediately everyone’s eyes glaze over with stress or rage. Who doesnít have a story of some aggressive idiot who followed them for miles when they inadvertently cut him off. Just last week I turned into a long line of traffic…there was lots of room in front to ease in….when suddenly the car behind me charged up to within two inches of my bumper and the guy leaned on his horn….for FIVE minutes! Just sat there and let it blare, not giving a goddamn about the increase in blood pressure he was causing to at least 30 people. In the past I’ve gotten angry, been super aggressive myself and felt my heart race with adreneline.
But I’m onto a new approach. And I want to put it out there, because if enough people embrace it….we can change LA!
It’s the Zen of traffic and the city of angels is the perfect place to practice it. There’s a Buddhist concept of patient acceptance. Getting into the flow of what is…rather than what you want to be. So I’m gonna be the one who let’s other drivers in, with a smile, rather than that stone face ignoring the wave. I’ll move over to the other lane when some gonzo charges up from behind and honks. I won’t react when someone cuts me off… I’ll assume they didn’t mean to almost cause an accident, but really didn’t see me. I’ll let the bus in. And when traffic comes to a stop, I’ll practice deep breathing and know that eventually I’ll get there and getting irritated makes no difference to anyone but me.
Personally…I think we can change the world! One car at a time!
And yes, I do believe in miracles.
Traffic. In LA.