
“Patience is not passive; on the contrary, it is active; it is concentrated strength.” ~Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
Patience sucks!
Well that is what I used to think.
I was taught growing up that it was a virtue, but I was never taught why.
In my experience, patience had meant I would miss out on something I desired. So I became the hare in the race and would fast track myself through career choices and opportunities and even relationships for fear that I would be forgotten and miss out again.
But in the story, it is tortoise that wins the race, because he is constant and sure-footed.
With all my “hurry up” and haring around I may have seemed to the outside world to be go-getting and achieving great things that seem so valuable in our materialistic world, but because I was so busy rushing to the next big thing, I was actually missing out on my life.
I’m 36, and I was brought up in an era that has been all about get it, have it, and then throw it away. For a long time, this left me feeling empty.
What I hadn’t learned was the true meaning and purpose of patience.
So I took up the piano.
After many years of wanting to play, and making endless excuses because I was scared of the hard work and the commitment it would involve, a time came when I was ready to face up to my fears.
I told my piano teacher that if it took me until I was 70, that would be fine, as I believed it was a skill I would like later in life.
All good words; however, not how I behaved…
As soon as I sat down on the stool and started to learn my first notes, I felt a building impatience.
I would get so frustrated with my fingers and hands for not working independently. Every time I took a small step forward and improved, I would barely savor the achievement and would once again get upset at anything I saw as failure. (more…)






