If you could let go of the little things that stick in your heart, how blessed the world would be. I am speaking of the little peeves, the little events that capture you. Perhaps someone snubbed you, looked at you in a way you didn't like, didn't hear you, didn't talk to you, talked too much, and so on.

Perhaps some people simply irritate you. You don't like certain mannerisms of theirs, or you may not even know why they irritate you, and still your irritation digs at your heart. You may not even know someone, and you feel rankled. You try not to let this show, and yet you look darkly on some people because of this or that. You acknowledge that they haven't done anything to you, and yet you feel cross because of their very existence across the table from you or just their passing by on the street, and then there are the niggling thoughts of them afterward that you cannot seem to get out of your system.

It can perhaps be said that there is a mass of little things that get your goat.

This is perhaps judgment at its worst, beloveds. You find someone guilty of annoying you, and so you are annoyed, and so you feel guilty about being irritated. Maybe you weren't in a good mood to start with. Maybe it is all you, beloveds.

Whatever the perceived defect in the person, there is a shade of it within you. It may be the opposite within you, and yet the opposite is the other end of the same stick. Perhaps bossy people irritate you. Perhaps you yourself are bossy, or perhaps you see yourself as too unassertive. Judgment, conclusions, interpretations of the little things, like the splinter, are all always in your eyes, beloveds.

Now I would say, rather than analyzing what is the matter with another person and what is the matter with you, that you simply step out of your irritated mode. Just step out of it. Who cares why you are annoyed? Well, of course, you care, and yet you must care not at all. You are not meant to be the King or Queen of Irritation.

Dear Ones, you are not more perfect than anyone else. Others' imperfection is your imperfection in that your irritation is roused by it. Their skin may be breaking out, and your skin may be clear, yet their skin is matching something within you, or why would you be bothered by another's complexion?

The word annoyance refers to a little matter. When a big matter comes to your attention, you feel more than annoyance. You feel grief or outrage, but not insignificant annoyance.

Living with annoyance is no way for you to live. It is possible that you feel annoyed as often as you do because you would rather be annoyed than to look at the larger issues that assail you.

You can be someone who rises above the little imperfections of life. You can rise above the larger issues as well. I don't say to discount them. I say to rise above. When you see from a higher place, you get a better view. It is a better view because you can see more. You get the whole picture, and not so much the details that, when all is said and done, are irrelevant. And even the crevasses, you don't take them personally. They are there, yet you know they are not there for you to get caught in, and so you are not entrapped.

Turn your vision to Vastness, beloveds. In Vastness, there is no imperfection. There is Vastness.