That's my situation right now. A new housemate moved in recently... really nice guy, I get on with him great. The only problem is his apparent need to play music late at night. I have spoken to him about it, and he has apologised a couple of times, but clearly has a rather short memory or just doesn't care too much.
Anyway, tonight was another episode. I was relaxing reading a book, when he came home and proceeded to serenade the household with Leftfield's Open Up, followed by Bjork's I-can't-remember-the-name-of-it-right-now.
Of course, this being an ongoing issue, it only took a few minutes of inappropriately loud music to get me a little frustrated. I was actually more frustrated at myself for allowing myself to be frustrated.
Sharing my frustration with a friend by text message, she suggested I take a nice relaxing bath.
What a wonderful idea.
I began picturing myself soaking in a warm deep bath, and immediately started to relax...
got the water running, and began collecting various items to "increase the peace"...
put the kettle on to make a cup of green tea...
picked up a few crystals I use for meditation...
grabbed an oily bath bomb, hand made by a friend of mine, containing herbs she's foraged in the forest for herself...
and lastly picked up a book to look at - the Parables of Kryon. (see link below)
The potentials for a really pleasant relaxing time were set. The pounding beats coming from the room across the hall still interfered with my "peace frequency", but I was determined to ignore them and make the most of it.
With my little collection of peace-enhancers, I lowered myself into the lovely, deep, hot-but-not-too-hot water...
as i lay back, the Universe granted me my wish... the music stopped. Right then.
Silence.
Warmth.
Lavender scent rising with the water vapour... I picked up my book...:)
http://www.kryon.com/cartprodimages/downloadParables.html
