Bloooowwwwnnnn Away

Every time I find myself in the minority I do well to consider why this is . . . only to find out that why this is shows me that the majority does not consider my idea to be the best idea.  Still floors me.  Flummoxed.  Blindsided.  Blown away blowwwwwwnnnnn away . . .  I hold the minority position which means - by definition - that more people disagree with me than agree with me.  More people think that some other idea is the best idea so my idea - by default - is a somewhat worse idea.

This is no longer humiliating but it can sure by humbling.

Recently I've heard these tired and well-worn reasons given as to why meeting attendance and diligent cultivation of a spiritual life has ebbed somewhat: new jobs; new jobs for spouses; and travel for work.  One new woman introduced herself to a favorite musician at a record store and immediately swooned into a fantasy where she was dumping her boyfriend and becoming a trophy girlfriend.  I let no man or beast stand in the way of my drinking or drugging when I was in the mood so tossing out an easily circumvented excuse as to why I'm slacking on my Program is bullshit.