When waiting anxiously or impatiently for something to happen, it seems to take much longer.
If you put a fire under a pot of water, it will eventually boil, of course. But if you just stand there and watch the pot, it will seem to take forever for the boiling bubbles to first appear. Anxiety and impatience do not speed things up – they make them seem longer.
Inhale, and hold. I almost always hold my breath when I wait.
For example, Karma. It never hits when you think it will. I’ve been waiting for some people’s bad karma to kick in and I have yet to see the returns. I feel very disappointed about this. I am quite sure that this is the belief that karma would kick in at some point and get all those bad people out there…so I hung tight, stood strong-sorta speak—and where is my return?
Example number two, I feel like those winning lottery numbers would have hit for me about now…but nope, not yet. Perhaps a money tree would sprout in one of my basil plants…but once again…nay. Instead, the bills keep rolling. Perhaps, I could find a bag of money on the side of the road…or yet, stumble upon a brilliant idea to make millions. But, nope…just mediocrity.
Example number three, we watch the clock…hoping for time to pass…and it just crawls by. And for those times when you would wish they would never end—well those ones, they just fly by. All the good times, they just are fast forwarded and its the miserable ones that seem to slow down so you can get a real good grip on them. Incinerate—-oh that is a good return—-I wish I could incinerate the bad times…and get right to the good stuff. Not to say that I have that many bad times…but they resonate, those are the ones that haunt you in your nightmares. Speaking of, I’ve been having those nasty, dreadful dreams where you suddenly dream of things and times lost and forgotten. When suddenly you wake and go, “Oh, that happened for real.” But the good times, the real ones, the ones that you wish would never end…are fleeting. Sometimes, I am so gleeful about them that it disappoints me that I have nothing to catalogue them. Well, they are slightly captured in blurry photos and hazy memories…perhaps a comment on my facebook page…and then just float away somewhere in cyberspace.
Exhale, what is it that we wait for? What is it that we want from life? Life, revenge, love, family, wealth, belonging, fullfillment, friendship, success, happiness, really- what is it that we wait for?
