While on a phone call today, I looked out the window and saw a couple of people pruning a new tree the city required our association to plant. As branches were falling and forming a large pile on the sidewalk, I thought I must get off the phone and go talk to them. My fear was that, similar to the last pruners from the Street Tree Division under the Department of Public Works, the tree was going to be butchered mercilessly and look terrible. I understand the job is to maintain and cut away superfluous branches, and I know that some of the various crews do not know what they are doing.

Then I caught my fear and projection, paused, and asked myself the question, “Do you want to be right or do you want to be free? I chose to be free, let go of the outcome, and carry on with my conversation. Feelings of peace immediately followed.