I just finished teaching my Monday evening meditation class and am deeply and intentionally contemplating the topic of patience.
Why is patience one of the hardest human states to cultivate? Why is it so easy to disrupt? Is it because we want something to happen so badly we don’t want to wait, or because our trust in divine timing isn’t as strong or integral as it could be?
I have loved the phrase “human being, not a human doing” from when I first heard it years ago, and that seems to me to be an epitome of patience. What if all the work and worry we did toward something was really less important that simply being open to experiencing that desire in whatever form it arrived?
You know I don’t expect answers, only thoughts, but I am curious about your take on patience.