I spent a little bit of time this morning thinking about what I wanted to center my day around and how I wanted to begin my 60-day yoga + artistic journey.
I’ve been very quick to get frustrated or irritated the last few days, which is just stressful on the mind and body and totally unnecessary, and NOT who I want to be. Patience is something I’m really great with at times, and really bad with on other occasions. This 60-day journey is going to require a LOT of patience. My quest for better health requires me to trust the process. As does trying to successfully conceive and give birth to a (second) child. Paying off student loans requires a ton of patience. And trying to learn how to run and grow a (successful) photography business sometimes requires more patience than I can stand. I can occasionally get impatient when it takes me more than 15 minutes to get Max down for a nap or bedtime or when bug bites keep showing up on Max and I can’t find the source fast enough.
But why?
I find myself in a hurry more and more these days, and I just want to slow down and remember to enjoy every second of life. My good friend Bridgett just got back from going to Nepal with her family not too long ago, and she took a picture of a sign during her trip with this quote on it:
“It doesn’t matter where you go; it doesn’t matter what you do. The focus needs to be on this existence. The focus needs to be on the gift you have been given. Then, and only Then, peace will come in your life. Before that, you will only have quiet moments. Not peace.”
Perfect. Beautiful. And worth exploring and applying, in part, to my quest for patience today (and always).
As I started the day, I thought, “this is a piece of cake!” I’ll take the back way to yoga class instead of the toll road. Easy. I’ll set my cruise control at or under the speed limit, because I’m not in a hurry. Easy. I’ll take a deep breath when someone cuts me off in their car. Done. Arrived at Yoga Yoga, and took our time getting out of the car. I usually rush because I don’t want Max to get cranky just sitting there. Today, nice and slow and easy. Once class began, it was another story.
It’s Wednesday, so I also thought that patience would be a good start because on Wednesday’s I usually take Max to Sarah’s crawlers & toddlers yoga class… and boy does that require patience when I have a toddler who has no very little patience these days.
I dearly miss Bridgett bringing her sweet daughter Satya to these classes (they’ve embarked on their own journeys, but are thankfully still nearby here in Texas!). They have such a calming and patient presence about them. I felt like that just by being in their company, Max and I were already in better spirits and able to patiently handle any challenges that presented themselves during class (i.e., learning the art of sharing, the strong desire for another toddler’s snacks, etc.). I find myself constantly inspired by Bridgett and her family, and hope to use that inspiration as part of my 60-day journey.

A photo I took of Satya and Bridgett in March 2011
Sharing was an issue for Max today in class, and I felt that I did all I could to help teach him… But today I so had that kid. For example, the kid who threw tantrums when he couldn’t have a toy that someone else was playing with. You know that kid. I felt so bad for him because I just wasn’t able to ease his mind and show him that it’s a good thing to share and take turns. And of course, this wore my own patience thin. Deeeeep breath. The second class ended, I bolted like the building was on fire. My patience was next to nothing, and I just plain felt embarrassed by Max’s behavior. Of course he screamed as I put him in his car seat, and then of course was perfectly happy on the way home.
I got a total of maybe 5 or 10 minutes of actual yoga practice in today. A bit of a rough start to my journey. And when my patience wears thin, I get exhausted. When I’m exhausted, my creativity is squashed.
But I intend to turn this day around. Learn from my impatience. Appreciate the fact that I got to do any yoga at all and was able to stay centered and focused for that short period of time. Max and I had a quiet and enjoyable lunch at home together. And now he’s happily napping. I’m sitting and breathing and writing. And drinking iced tea because it’s sooo hot outside. I can’t wait for cooler weather! WAIT. Patience. Rather, I will ENJOY summer while it’s here and all it has to offer, and be grateful for each day I am given. Why be impatient and let life pass you by?
What does patience mean to you? What does it look like? What makes you impatient? Why? How do you deal with it and learn from it?
I just took the photo below as yet another symbol of (im)patience in my life. I’m currently not a very good gardener, so keeping flowers and plants alive around our house is a test of my patience. I’m trying to patiently learn how to do this better! We’re getting there… At least there are more live blooms than dead ones…














































