Underground

This morning I had the ultimate pleasure of dealing with sewage in my front room. This happened once before (the first week that we moved into the house), so I knew right away that it was sewer and not just an overflowing toilet, bathtub, etc. (sorry for the TMI). Having had a rough week so far, with a few false starts and a couple of upsets, this was something that I did not desire on my plate (literally) this morning.

I went off to work, communicated with clients all day, dealt with the tire people who wanted me to buy 4 new tires, and the thought of the sewage kept returning to my mind. I called my Step-father who was dealing with it today to get an update on the progress. Apparently, the landlord expected that this could happen again (after it happened in November), and was not at all surprised that my front room and bathroom are 2 inches deep in muck. Trying not to be irritated, I mused about the alleged pipes in the backyard that are cracked and damaged by the tree roots.

For years, those roots have been growing, warping and corroding everything in sight. I did not water those roots, but they found the nourishment they needed. I may not have known about those roots causing problems, but my landlord did! In my life right now, I can point to at least one situation where I have allowed bitterness towards another person to creep in. I am aware of the acerbic feelings, but until now I have not understood just how much damage I am allowing in my life. What is underground DOES matter. If I do not uproot the bitterness and anger, at some unknown future point, I will find that I've allowed pollution and poison into my "front room" (my soul). My landlord said that this could happen every 2 to 4 months (my thought: fix it then!)...bitterness, rage, and unforgiveness, etc. breed other maladies. If I do not uproot this situation in my life, I can likely expect recurring bouts of bitterness and anger in my life. They are all linked together.