The 5 block Limbic Drive to School in the snow

​A limbic 5 block drive to Middle School:
Meditation & Neurosculpting ® are all FINE and dandy, until faced with a real-life aggravating situation. 
Two of my kids are in Middle School, 5 blocks away. After a restless night, I felt some anxiety, something was off. 
It was snowing but that doesn’t usually bother me. It is Colorado after all. But my tires aren’t the greatest. 
I drove two of my girls to school. I got stuck in the parking lot and had to drive in reverse to get out. Fun. 
Luckily, most people had stayed home, smart., so there was room for be to back out and drive out the wrong way. 
Then I couldn’t make it up the tiny hill towards home. 
I should have left my car there (oh, hindsight is wonderful). 
Instead, I figured I would drive around and be able to get home. It was gridlock traffic everywhere. 
I felt my blood boiling, and very angry. Why did I have such crappy tires? Now I was going to have to shell
out money for good tires, enough of this! I felt my shoulders tense, up, everyone was driving slowly.
I needed momentum to get up the hill. The guy in front of my stopped, He had room to go, 
And he STOPPED. Great I was stuck. And, now I had to to go to the bathroom. 
About halfway through this, I worked towards shifting my mind towards gratitude. 
I have been adamantly practicing gratitude for a month or two, religiously. (I live a very 
Privileged life, I am an upper middle-class white female, I am self-employed, I am mostly healthy. I don’t have much 
I should complain about except teenagers) 
Thankfully, the person behind me gave me space, I was able to turn into a gas 
Station, there weren’t any good spots. I inched my way up a hill to turn left to another place 
I could park. I got behind the tow truck, YAY! No such luck. I was stuck in the middle of the 
Intersection. Everyone waited patiently for me to turn around. 
I finally made it to park in front of the Grange, a small community building, I thought, 
“Hey, If they have Zumba tonight, I’ll come get my car.! “! I looked down at my Grinch pajama pants. Yay, a 
41-year-old mom walking down the road in Bright Green pants,awesome!!!
I got these pajamas for Christmas (let’s just say I am not a morning person, so the kids thought it was funny). 
I sat shaking in my car. I let my body quiver, and re-set itself. Phew, that had been frightening, and had not felt 
Safe. My thoughts began to shift, there was a battle a battle of my limbic (terrified, unsafe,
not having the right tires, tires are expensive, blah blah.) Then my Pre-Frontal (the more elolved part of the brain)
brain saying, This is good, you need to get new tires, so you can go skiing, and feel safe.”
After my pause (slight tantrum)in the car, I stepped outside. I started to walk, thankfully I had bundled up, 
thankfully I had warm clothing on, thankfully I was walking and not in a car with all these are 
Other cars sliding around, Grateful to not put myself and others in danger. The snow was hitting my face 
face,  I didn’t care, I was so happy to be out of my car, I embraced  ( owned it)my bright green pants, I laughed.
 I listened to the guy blasting punk, smoking a joint ( we all have our coping skills).
 I saw four cars pulled over (I wasn’t alonein my struggle).
I finally got home. Home, Safe. The universe gave me a day to catch up on some projects, blogging, 
Working on some passive income ( so buying tires isn’t stressful), preparing for a trip, building a snow man with my little step-daughter. 
This is how we can work our limbic system in real life. Thank God, I have legs that could walk me 
through the snow, warm socks and shoes to keep my feat warm and dry. The fear drained out of 
my body and some joy, wonder eased its way in. Now I am at home blogging and making
chocolate chip banana muffins, warm and dry, with heat. Time to make a snow man! 
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