Two of my friends have the exact same cell phones. A few weeks ago, they unknowingly, and un-mindfully exchanged phones; then jumped into their cars and drove in opposite directions. Once they realized what had happened, neither could call the other, because neither knew the others’ password.
Last Saturday night, the three of us went to a concert together. The stars were shining, the people were joyful, and the beer was ice cold. It was a perfect summer evening in Canada.
While we waited for the band’s set to start, we discussed the phone mishap. I took note while my friends compared their very different reactions to the same situation of being phone-less for 48 hours.
One friend took it in stride. She was grateful that she would have her phone back in a couple of days. She was merely inconvenienced by it. While the other friend, had gone into mini-crisis mode. She was inconvenienced and she felt incredibly disconnected from her experience.
It made perfect sense because my one friend usually takes her phone to work and checks on it during her breaks. Whereas, my other friend is always plugged into the WWW. She chooses to be on-call, at all times. Her phone rings, and buzzes, and beeps constantly.
When at home, my one friend leaves her phone on her kitchen counter. When she goes outside to enjoy her garden and play with her dog, her phone stays inside. My other friend’s phone is always at her arm’s length. She answers it’s ring from her shower and it’s vibration in her semi-sleep.
If my one friend didn’t answer my message within 24 hours, I wouldn’t be alarmed. Whereas, if my other friend didn’t answer my message within 24 minutes, I would be worried.
My one friend has lived off of the grid before, and has never felt disconnected. My other friend is constantly connected to the grid and always feels disconnected.
My two friends are playing the Mindful Moment Game. Not surprisingly, both friends described very different experiences in that similar situation too.
One friend is enjoying the game, while the other is struggling with it.
One is noticing the time more often, while one is not noticing it at all.
One friend is paying attention to the silence, while one is paying attention to the noise.
How often are you listening to the silence? Are you seeking or avoiding the white noise of life?