I am not a big fan of waiting. I get restless in a split second. There are so many things I want to do.
Waiting can drive me crazy. But the thing is this. Wating can be a blessing.
Sometimes, when we have to wait for something or someone, if we can let go of the frustration and tune into the moment, waiting can open for the silence of the stars and make way for meaningful conversations or important thoughts.
Sometimes while we wait, time stops, and it feels like another dimension. A dimension of presence, a dimension of peace, a dimension of attention to what is.
Letting go of tickboxes and things I want to get done, coming back to pure presence, letting us into just being.
It can be very revealing when we have to wait for how far away from the moment we live our day-to-day life. On the other hand: Why don’t we stay in the pure moment as often as we can while ticking our boxes? How hard can it be?
But, I still hate waiting. I hate it, especially when it is totally out of my hands, if I am tired and in a noisy context, and if it feels unnecessary. It simply pisses me off.
Is it simply like everything else?
There are good and bad things, depending on perspective, and it is up to me whether I have an amazing life in a given situation or a not-so-good one. I am afraid so.
We will have to embrace, what we can not control, decide with hardcore values on what we do control, and make very good plans and structures and strategies, so our many, many moments can be as blessed and blissful as possible, so we can stay in flow doing a lot of things, or in peace doing (close to) nothing.
Love and light
Cecilie Conrad
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