The electric, psychedelic jolt of confrontation is always a measure of whether I’ve learned anything about myself or not. The matador’s moment of truth faced with the bullying bull that bullshits his/her way to self aggrandisement and knowing he/she is indisputably right!
“They” say what hurts and offends us the most is what we are guilty of. That, I have learned. So, therefore (if I can recall this) all bad vibes are diffused by the awareness and the objective realization that we are looking at ourselves in that moment. A mirror of anger calmed by reflection.
I love mirrors, as most of you know!