I had finally broken down, just as my antique Palm Centro was breaking down, and ordered a new, my first, iPhone.  Sad to say, I have virtually (pun intended) disconnected from the digital world anytime I left the office and my laptop.  Only the thin, invisible chord of light of my cell phone connected me to anyone or anything other than my thoughts.  How have I survived?!  Just me and my thoughts. . .

The happy day arrived in the form of a neat little package.  I unpacked it, started looking at the steps necessary to activate and said, later.  A tech support guy said, and I have the transcript of our Chat, “It will be a breeze to get your number changed back and transfer your data.”  Yeah, right.  An hour and 15 minutes later with 3 other people, it was determined that the only way I could get my number back was to send this phone back and start over.  Ballistic.

I chose, as soon as I hung up the phone, to change my attitude.  At the FedEx office to return the phone, a woman came out to help me.  It was just the two of us in the small space.  She helped me repack it, tape and label it.  I asked her if she knew my nephew in their Asheville office and we talked about how long she’d been there, nearly 28 years.  She was great.  Suddenly, the anger and frustration I’d felt for having wasted 3-4 hours with the whole process, melted away and I made the choice to see things differently.

When I did get back and reconnect with the world, one of the first things I encountered was this poem by the great Indian poet, Tagore.  He reminds us that where we give our focus, thoughts and attention, there we will be also.

“And Joy is Everywhere; It is in the Earth’s green covering of grass;
In the blue serenity of the Sky; In the reckless exuberance of Spring;
In the severe abstinence of gray Winter;
In the Living flesh that animates our bodily frame;
In the perfect poise of the Human figure, noble and upright;
In Living; In the exercise of all our powers;
In the acquisition of Knowledge; In fighting evils…
Joy is there Everywhere.” – Rabindranath Tagore, 1861-1941, Nobel Prize in Literature, 1913