Patience is a practice. Patience is not to be put on and off like a cozy sweater.
Patience is the slow tree outside your window. Think of an acorn, the promise of an acorn. And the one whitish shoot probing the earth – asking its question.
“Can you and I, acorn and earth, co-exist. Can you support my great height, my spreading branches, my questing roots?”
And if the earth can respond, and if the skies open and give water and a squirrel doesn’t come.
Then there’s a sapling. Then there’s a tree.
Whenever you are feeling impatient with the pace of your progress for the change you want or for your plans to come about, or for whatever is going on to be over already, look at the situation with the slow time eyes of the tree.
Stand rooted and secure in the palm of the earth. Raise your branches to the light. And breathe in with all your being.
Breathe in peace, breathe out healing for all that is around you.