Patience Always Wins. Wait for It.

It wasn’t going to be my usual routine this morning. There was disappointment in that. Creature of habit am I.

Still sleepy looking at the weather app the radar showed rain starting any moment. No early morning walk for me.

My mind scrambled into thoughts of when I would get my walk in today. Ok, noon, I told myself.

Settling into my Biofield tuning routine alternated with three rounds of breathwork, I then watched a short video of an artist talking about a recent series she did while her adorable seventeen year old Chihuahua was resting on her lap.

And an idea was sparked for something I’ve added to my list of things I wish to create!

I then remembered I have a rebounder on my Pilates machine. Why not do that today instead of walking, I thought. And oh, what fun it was to bounce while lying on my back as I watched the birds flitting about in the trees and shrubs outside my window.

My creature of habit self was feeling so inspired with this change in routine!

Out to my studio I went afterwards to practice five minutes of conscious humming. I discovered this about three weeks ago and am really enjoying it.

As I sat in my mediation chair perched next to the screen door, the rain lightly falling, yet outside so still, I heard the chittering of a hummingbird.

The serene scene outside the screen door and the hummingbirds coming and going, I wanted to try and capture a picture with hummingbird in the shot.

Of course, when you try and plan, well, you know how it goes. Away the hummingbird flew!

I then recalled a reading I had done for myself by an intuitive last week, that part of my ongoing theme of life it seems, is to embody more patience.

Here I was being presented with the perfect opportunity to do just that. So I made it a form of meditation as I softened my gaze, relaxed my elbows on my flying donkey holding pillow - made my the wonderful artist, Maria Wulf - while holding my phone camera still, and slowed my breath down.

And I waited…

I’m not sure how much time passed, but the hummingbird did appear again. I got the shot. Not the clearest as it was through the screen door.

But it was about more than just that, it was about practicing being in the moment and allowing things to evolve naturally. This requires patience in a culture where we’ve been conditioned to think we don’t have time and must keep moving.

What an unexpected and deeply rewarding change in my morning routine. And as the rain trickles to a stop as I finish writing this, I am reminded that patience always wins and the value of allowing life to unfold on its own terms.

xo

Barb