I’m ‘on hold’.
Wasting my time.
There’s music in my ear… endless… mindless..
‘Your call is in a queue and will be answered as soon as one of our advisors…blah, blah, blah…’
I breathe deeply.
Lower my shoulders a little.
I stop pacing.
Phone pressed to my ear I gaze out of the window, waiting, waiting…
And then I feel it…the cool breeze, soothing, compassionate.
Wysteria leaves seem to rustle in time to the music.
A plane drones in the distance.
A bee fizzes on the window sill.
I look out at my poppies…
blooming brilliantly red against the yellowing grass,
bringing a smile to my face
and a calmness to my mind.
‘Can I help you?’
It’s Louise from customer services.
And I smile confidently and calmly down the phone.
No longer on hold…
When you’re anxious and you can’t change what you’re anxious about,
change your attitude to it…