The Art of Waiting

Waiting, Waiting, Waiting,
by Robert Cosmar

It is so frustrating to wait. We wait for our dreams to manifest; we wait for a direction to take; we wait for an inspiration to write. It doesn't seem fair to have to wait, and it brings up aspects of ourselves that are not always pretty. We like having control over our lives and having what we want, when we want it. Yet if we don't learn patience, the impatience can blossom into a demanding and stubborn state of mind.

Good things do happen when we are ready for them and, when it's time, they manifest effortlessly. No inner struggle is needed, it just happens, and we're grateful for it. However, the mind and ego are never satisfied. Selfishly oriented, they seek to fulfill themselves immediately and give little consideration to others, their needs, or the wisdom of timing. Actually, part of the problem is this idea of time. Our egos and minds are taught to obsess over time and dwell on it as if our lives were all about time. Time is how people conduct the business of living, but time is not living.

Surrender to what is -- this is necessary to overcome the threat of time. Acceptance of what is, is also necessary. A realization that everything is happening perfectly, just as it should be, is the cure for waiting -- and it's the only cure. The mind and time never give answers, only demands. They are never your best friends in life, but necessary tools in which to live and maneuver through our daily living. There's an old saying that people use: "You'll understand in time"; however, this is only true for those who become aware that everything happens for a reason and when it is supposed to. Nothing happens by chance.

Love is eternally patient because it knows it will get the desire of its heart eventually. It may take a thousand years, but it will achieve its desire. Time exists to give the illusion that somehow we have a right or destiny to control things and make them happen when we want. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Unless you are surrendered and aware, the opportunities and gifts hidden in delays or waiting are never seen. This puts the heart in danger of shutting down. In the end, it isn't a matter of getting what we want, when we want it, but rather what we have become and realized. Are we more aware? Or rather, are we more bitter, as a result of our limited ability to have things our way? Only the heart knows ... what does yours say to you right now?


Namaste, and thank you, Robert!
Love,
CJ