Power On – Power Off
Do you think Santa might place some under my tree this year? I’ve been so good. All but for that patience thing I’ve been a darling. An angel. A perfect angel. Really. No lie.
K, I’m lying a little but only in the spirit of poetic license.
Shame about patience. Just when I think I finally have it nailed in theory. I’m blindsided by my lack of it in real-time.
Patience is a trust issue. We can’t be cool, calm, and collected if we don’t trust our ability to deal with a little mystery. Peace of mind, graciousness, stability, and self-containment are required in the land of the patient.
Do I own these attributes?
But I certainly do not have them in overstock. What I try to keep in mind is, this.
Patience offers many gifts.
When I am accepting, kind, loving, I’m showing signs of patience. When I am restless, critical, and unforgiving, all bets are off.
Life has a life of its own.
A life we must gather compassion for.
A life we need to be in sync with or spend it unwisely being fussing and joyless.
If we can show patience when all is not well we put ourselves in the driver’s seat.
Turn on the patience turn on the power. Allow impatience to get the best of you? Ya got no juice.
The Power is off.
I suppose patience is a habit like any other. I have no trouble at all creating poor habits. With some patience I may able to work up a few good habits. There is a is Dutch proverb I want to share with you now.
“A hand full of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains.”
Those Dutchy Dutch are so wise. They have the cutest little noses as well. Adorbs.
Sending Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss …
And so it is!