Joy, For Me, Is ....

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Enjoyable Delay

Dreaming on a United flight from Calgary to Denver, where I am enjoying the memory of a delayed plane because of technical problems and also accomodating passengers from cancelled flights. The attendants were so human, as they squeezed luggage, wafted cooling air from hand-held, newly reassigned safety leaflets to counter sweltering inboard temperatures, and continuously acknowledged us for our continued support, cooperation and patience. What's more, these sky angels were dressed to the nines in polyester and wool, a testing combination even on milder days, and yet remaining gracious and encouraging. I was grateful for this experience because, not only did I witness mastery of public service, but also experinced me suspending my own superficial needs for being on time, instead allowing myself to be a participant in an unfolding story. I suggested the wafting and our attendant wafted; it wasn't just our heat she cooled but also our and her frustration. New possibilities unfolded for fun and lightness, even enjoyment of a predicament which, as time drew on and the take off still wasn't happening, would otherwise heighten nervousness about missing connecting flights.

What I'm dreaming of is spaces and interactions which are wafted by leaders stepping up, "inappropriately" used safety cards in hand, to create new possibilities for enjoyment.

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