Donāt Rush
Iāve been learning a lot about patience, the importance of waiting. I have a āGo go go!ā type of personality. I wonāt stop until something is done. I wonāt sleep until I feel like Iām passing out, just chug coffee, watch the sun come up, and still work until the next day's sun down, with out a break. I know, super unhealthy. I treat everything with that mentality, and itās caused a lot of mistakes, a lot of pain. I never realized what a problem it was, until recently. Iāve lost so many things, because Iām so impatient. I would never wait! I would let a lot of good things go. Or how about this one? Iāve ruined good things from rushing into things too quickly. However, there really is a beauty in allowing a seed to grow in its due time, allowing it to work its way through the dirt, find its bearings in its new life again, and find the beauty of the sun. There is a beauty in watching a garden grow, and waiting until the flower has blossomed,fruit has ripened or etc.
Iāve realized the beauty in waiting and watching a garden grow,when there is something worth waiting for. If I really want something, Iāll wait. Whether itās for love, because someone just had a separation and their heart might still be malleable, breakable, or whether Iām baking some pot roast, hungry as hell, but thereās 3 more hours of cook time to suffer through until the end, I'll decide to wait it out. Those 3 hours make the difference to whether the meat becomes tender, falling off the bone,just the way I like, that way that makes my tongue cry. I normally canāt wait, but Iām going to learn to wait now. I'm going to choose to wait, because itās worth it. Also, I deserve to have things at their best. The reward is two fold. I just believe that patience is a lot harder.
So Breezerās, today, I want to encourage you to wait for what you love, and donāt rush it. Donāt make my mistakes. Learn from my pain. Iām going to stop ruining a beautiful thing, and am going to wait until it naturally blossoms. Everything does truly happen for a reason. Timing is divine.
Love,
Rose
So Breezy Babe
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