Hello dear one!
It has been a while, it feels, between a trip to visit family, and a majorful event for which I had been preparing, or so it seems, for years or even lifetimes! At any rate, I thought of you this morning; of sharing with you this big, magnificent, marvelous Aha, which you might appreciate. So with no further ado…
Patience is what I am referring to. More exactly a deeper perception/understanding of what patience is really about. I recall thinking I was condemned to being premature after letting go too early of the bar pulling me to the top of the snowy mountain side while on a sky vacation! What can I say? I had read the sign saying: “you can let go of the bar now!” and I did, although I was reading from a distance! I know, I know: it sounds ridiculously funny, and the epitome of foolishness, not to say “stupidity!”
I decided to turn that accident and major fall in my favor: it is not that I was retarded! It is that I was in advance of my time! That belief has served me well, until yesterday, when I understood (hear as “stood under”) what patience REALLY means!
Imagine what world we would live in, if women were not afraid anymore to be rejected by their dates, if they could wait in silence rather than pursue, if they did not need to say “yes” just to have the proof of HIS love? There might not be as many pregnant teenage daughters… There might not be as high a divorce rate… There might be less pain, more love, and more pleasure! Maybe then, women’s expression would be less nagging, and men’s, more responsible… Maybe then relationship (REAL-ationship?) would have a different momentum, based on balance, harmony, and beauty… Maybe humanity would actually make love, rather than measure the size of their canons to shoot the bullets farther… Amazing grace!
What if women were not afraid? What if men were not afraid? Would force then be used as a way to get “my” share of the blanket? Would it be about “me” at all, if fear was not in the way? No! I, you, he, she, we would simply WAIT for the next train to come our way… This is not the man for me: next! This is not the client for me: next! We would wait, and not with the “toleration”, the “long-suffering” implied in the traditional perception of “patience”! We would wait with peace at heART, knowing without the shadow of a doubt that there is a time for everything: a time to be born, and a time to die. A time to be in a real-ationship, and a time to work at one’s business… A time to work at connecting with a brand-new account, and a time to get some sleep! And all of it would be done from LOVE. And the moments would follow each other, touching tenderly as lovers, and departing with tranquillity, and merry meeting again!
Now that state of being so much out of fear that your heART is unabashedly open, that, my dearest, IS patience. i can even hear the coined word: COMPATIENCE, as a child of Patience and Compassion…
Compatiently yours,
maha
PS. (and I mean that P, as in “Patience” and most certainely as in “P-POST” scriptum) the letter Peh in Hebrew is the father/mother of the letter P in the Roman alphabet. It corresponds to the mouth, and can be viewed as THE letter of compulsiveness. I will write more on that at a letter time. I mean later time! Enjoy that mouthful tidbit for now!