My dad used to smoke. A lot. It’s one of the reasons I had asthma as a kid. And then one day after a gnarly visit to the hospital, he quit cold turkey. I saw smoking not only as the source of my breathing issues, but of my father’s date with destiny. Every time I came anywhere near a smoker, I held my breath and felt my blood boil. Didn’t they know what they were doing to themselves? What they were doing to me?
Thus, it came as no surprise that my first inquiry using The Work of Byron Katie revolved around smoking. The question is, what was worse for me, the second hand smoke or the first hand anger?
Watch this video to see what happened during the inquiry…
Wishing you many little joys,
Chana Mason is a Personal Growth and Wellness Guide who is passionate about
helping others grow towards vibrance, clarity, and joy.