Over the years I have had my fair share of “memorable” experiences especially when it comes to traveling and airline security. Â Being dark complected and having a shaved head, I have on more than one occasion found myself Â in the “randomly” selected security line with my new best friends, Raj, Cheng, and Chakor.
Most recently, while traveling over the 4th of July holiday weekend, Â I had the opportunity to experience the infamous (let’s make a 95 year old cancer patient remove her diaper – aggressively pat down a 6 year old girl – but let a Nigerian National with an expired i.d. and a expired stranger’s boarding pass through security) workings of the TSA.
While going through the security line this time, I put my liquids in the same one quart bag with a zipper that I have used to travel over 100,000 miles without a hitch with security … until this weekend. This time the TSA agent behind the x-ray stopped me and stated that it was not a one quart zipped lock bag and that I was not allowed to proceed.
I replied that it is a one quart bag and has an actual zipper. She then called her supervisor over who explained to me that it is not a zip-lock bag it is a bag with a zip-per and to “put him out.” As I was escorted “out” I tried to explain myself to the extremely polite female TSA agent who said “Don’t give me any sh*t, if you don’t like it talk to my supervisor.”
I worked my way to the airport information desk and asked for a one quart zip-lock bag and headed back through security. This time I was directed to go through the full body scanner. To say I was upset would be an understatement … Â I was seething with anger as a rush of resentful ideas and actions began flooding my brain.
It took a good 5 minutes for me to come to my senses and realize what I was doing …
I was unconsciously giving away my power. What power? The power to decide if I was going to be happy or angry or If I was going to be joyful or resentful. Â As if being resentful would change the TSA Supervisor or impact HIM in anyway.
Someone once said that holding onto resentment was like taking a poisonous pill and waiting for the other guy to die!” Â I was not willing to die or allow someone else who might have simply been having a bad day to ruin mine!
5 Questions To Ask Yourself:
- Who controls your feelings?
- Do you allow others to determine your level of happiness, joy, or peace?
- Do external factors control your internal sense of worth or value?
- Do you take the actions of others as a personal assault against you?
- Are you free from resentments or do you relive old scenes or injustices over and over again in your mind?
- We are the only species on the planet that has complete control over what weÂ think and yet so many of us believe that it is the external events or things that happen in our lives that determines our level of success or happiness.
- Nothing … absolutely nothing anybody does is about you. It’s about them Â so don’t waste your time or energy trying to rationalize their behavior by asking “How they could do this to me Â or why did this happen to me or yadda, yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah!”
- No one absolutely … no one can take your power away from you unless you give it to them … and why on earth would you ever give your power away to a complete stranger or anyone else for that matter?