Waiting Room

I’ve was sitting in the waiting room of the Ophthalmology Department at AZ Sint-Lucas Hospital, waiting for my appointment.

I contemplated usual Bruce behaviour in such a situation.  Knee jerk behaviour …

Pull out my phone.  Check for messages received.  Compose messages to be sent.  See what’s happening in the world.  Read an article in the Buddhist Tricycle magazine.

Or, if I have lots of energy, sense whether anyone sitting nearby looks open to a conversation, and if so … initiate one.

Today my energy was in the basement, so I looked down to find the Samsung device in my hands.

Automatic.

I was just about to put the phone away when Dr. Kose called me into her office.

Now it’s post-appointment and I’m clearly still doing something – writing about the whole experience.

If I could go back an hour, what experiment would I try on for size?

Hmm …  How about sitting silently, sending waves of love to my waiting room companions?  Yes, that’ll do nicely for next time.  In fact, after finishing up these words and sending them off to the far corners of the Internet, I will spend ten minutes or so doing exactly that.

No concern about whether they receive my love

Just sending it

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