Some time ago I was throwing away some garbage
It wasn't the 'normal' stuff
I didn't notice the Boss who owns the place, she suddenly popped-up
Like she came from nowhere.

She gave me and my daughter, a scare by appearing like that. We weren't prepared ...

She started shouting at me, saying ugly things and that I was doing wrong,
I was not allowed to throw that garbage away, 'read the sign' she said.
There was no sign, I didn't see it.
I mumbled: others are throwing away their stuff, so why can't I?

She started shouting some more, calling me names and threatend to throw me of the property if she ever catched me again. More things were said and I was flabbergasted.

I felt all was unjust and the words she used, the power of the energy, shook us off from our energy and left us for a few hours in some kind of powerless feeling. (trying to find english words here, sorry)

My daughter and I connected with our fear and we talked about it, how powerfull people can put you 'off'.
We talked about how we would have approached the subject, we would just have said: Will you please stop doing that ...etc.

Few days later I noticed that it was still in my system. I was talking about it with others. I was telling the story of how unjust it was. I was judging when I told others how unfair she was.
And how 'good' we are, because 'we' use other words to go into a situation.

When I went to throw away my 'normal' garbage, I suddenly saw the sign; it said: only domestic waste allowed.

Whoops ...

All this said, it took me a couple of days again to go to my heart and see what was REALLY going on:

When I was doing the dishes (meditative moment for me), I felt I had to make an appology. To her.
I immediately felt FORGIVENESS.
I felt forgiveness for her, for her not handling the situation right, for shouting, for whatever pain she was in.

I also felt I didn't handle the situation right.
I was not supposed to judge, I should not have said: 'But others are doing it too so why can't I?'
I should have see her own pain for shouting that way, her own insecurity what gave her the impuls to shout.
I shouldn't be talking about her to others to say how unjust she was.
etc. etc!

Now I can forgive her and my self and let LOVE flow again.

Heart of this story:

Try to see what is behind it ... and try to handle these situations with words of a 'Master'.
What would LOVE do in situations like this?
Would LOVE be flabbergasted, would LOVE have felt threatened?
I reacted this way because she pushed a button in 'me': the fear, which is, apparently, there.
Now I can look at that fear and let it go, to go to my powers again.
I am not a victim.
I AM!

Conclusion: