Saturday, December 6

On Waiting

On my 23rd birthday, I met a woman named Mars. I spent a lot of time talking to her about the kind of life I wanted for myself and she told me that if my intentions were good, the things I desired would come to me, in their own divine time.

I think that's the moment I chose to embrace waiting, and decided to spend the time actively pursuing other things until what I wanted arrived.

I am in love with a man. We have not known each other long, but we have taught each other many things. I do not believe in asking people to change in order to make myself feel more comfortable. I am who I am and I adapt as I see fit, and my expectations of others reflects this. There were things I wanted in our relationship that I told myself to wait for - simple words filled with love, days dedicated to being alone with each other, and the absence of anxiety when we talked. These things are here now.

It took me back to the only promise we made each other when we first started dating: Take things slow and easy.

It's easy to see how I've grown, but I'm amazed by how much he has shifted. He has had patience with his own heart (as well as the humility to ask for forgiveness, and the nerve to call me again).

So, no, I don't mind waiting, as long as I'm happily going about my business in the meantime.
I live in a city (nation? society?) where people talk a lot about "making shit happen" and waiting for things to come is frowned upon. But my own life has taught me that patience is necessary. I can call on things to come into existence and then do my best to prepare for them.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Great advice from Mars! It's cool that you are content to just be patient and still. Great space to be in I think. When I have to wait I normally use that time to write poetry... usually thoughts of enlightenment that are in my head at the time. I find it to be a great way to pass the time. Have a beautiful weekend sis!:)