Two mornings in a roll as a wake up call that I must stop being grumpy and have to switch into lovely mode. Yesterday ugly, disgusting weather, feeling really irritated by not having my car back, walking down to the train station juggling with umbrella in one hand bag in the other, just as I'm reaching a narrow lane way a jeep pulls behind me and honks. I jump. Just the last drop I needed for my irritation to burst I turn around annoyed , ready to curse looking back at the driver, who turns out to be one of the mums from the kids' school. She's smiling and waving at me. With some sort of a weird expression on my face- due to my surprise, of course - I wave and "smile" back. Ashamed and hoping that she has not seen my first and most natural reaction I hurry to the station.
Today. Despite the horrendous weather I feel quite happy and pleased with myself that I managed to leave the house in time and I don't have to run to catch my train. A car again pulls behind me and a lovely old lady offers me a lift. Isn't she just a beautiful person?
So the two stories made me think how much work I have to do to become a beautiful person ...
a) I have to beautify my soul so my natural reactions become kind and gentle;
b) I have to take the old lady's example and be more helpful to the people around me.

Lots of work alright!