I’M Patience Instead of impatience; Another Way of Defining Ourselves

Human beings are intolerably impatient. We want things to happen yesterday or sooner. We don’t like to wait for anything or anyone. We want what we want and we want it, now!

Patience is indeed the greatest virtue to attain, especially when we are so impulsively geared to grabbing and grasping before we’ve had time to process our true desire. Often times, we are led astray, not by others but by our own insistence of getting it this minute.

Why has the ‘instant quick and easy’ marketing venue worked so well? Because we’re trying to fill the unmentionable void as fast as we possibly can without having time to think. We don’t want to be reminded of how empty we are in at least one area of our lives.

Constant unrelenting “open mouth, insert spoon” syndrome rules the world. And, we are of the mind, that we must fill the spoon with whatever fills our fancy.

We have become so furiously incomparably intolerant of having to wait. Because of us, the industry has provided a ‘do it now’ service for just about anything we desire. We pay our bills online and drive through to get our ‘meals to go.’ We act as if we are in jail waiting for the Bail bondsman to come and release us.

To wait a stop light seems terminally long.

So, we adjust the radio; check ourselves in the rear view mirror or text somebody, anybody, as long as we are not left undistracted. We want to be entertained, amused, and diverted from the moment of waiting. We believe we are in some way being delayed or most emphatically denied somehow.

Though we are never truly denied anything on any level, some insidious senseless voice bids us to ‘buy now, get now, do now,’ don’t wait; it may be gone tomorrow.

However, when we work on focusing our attention on the castle of contentment and not be so quick to jump on the first pony at the carnival, we may get the prized stallion we wanted in the first place. {OR, find out we really didn’t want it at all.} But, unless we slow our impetuous nature down ‘just a bit’, we’ll never know what may be waiting just around the corner of our designated journey.

Just a novel idea…

Impulse buying is at an all time high even though more information regarding our hasty natures is available at the touch of a computer keyboard. Nevertheless, we buy too much, too often, too soon and end up having to throw it away, give it away or hoard it in the closet, attic, garage or under the bed.

The impulsive need to do now, have now, buy now could be tempered IF we would simply unfreeze disruptive, unsettling dammed up sacred sensual sexual artistic energy which we negatively interpret as restrictive.

These intensely unsettling waves of energy (emotion) are experienced as warping introjections of compelling exaggerated discontent. These basic instincts are to be recognized, entered into and expressed for further liberation from ‘lack of patience’ governing our everyday lives.

Some may say that we are trying to escape from a world of constraint which was inordinately involuntarily imposed on us at an early age. In fact, we may even interpret these deeply repressed unexpressed creative urges as rebellion.

“When I grow up, I’m gonna do as I damn well, please.” By experiencing thwarted intrusive feelings, and mentally recording these prevailing thoughts, (whether true or not, we interpret our world from where we preferentially sit), we determine at that moment we will not be deprived.

When our early life is viewed as oppressive, incommunicative, persecutory, inhibiting, and self-limiting we are left with the unfortunate residue of callous indifference precluding a gluttonous attitude toward life in general.

In order to survive, and thrive we did what was called for at the moment, but not necessarily secure enough to express a deliriously curious sensual nature that needed and wanted other unspoken things. The adults in that comparatively restrictive uninvited world, could not nor would appreciate, acknowledge and value the essence of what was important to us at the time.

No one was at fault; simply the course of action needed at the time.

The word ‘no’ is not a dirty word and can, in fact, be a very therapeutic factor. We have stuffed ourselves full of things we don’t want for so long, we have very little gauging accuracy in definition of what really ‘turns us on.’ We settle, sift and anesthetize whatever gut instinct we possess.

We’re so generated by the fear of having, being, doing without that the ‘natural and convenient’ flowing satiated sensation of contentment does not easily register any longer.

Which if the gnawing rumbling tumbling uneasiness were filtered through the ‘still small voice’ of genuine passion could and would be expressed in some sort of fulfilling artistic ability, without having to get something from the outside. .

It’s all a matter of becoming conscious of what’s really going on, now. Not 10, 15, 25, or more years ago. NOW! Showing up for our lives in the manner they present themselves without the mind set of the little girl or boy who was continually ignored, deprived of and preoccupied with what it was going to be like when we got old enough to leave.

In other words, there’s no need any longer to leave; run, disassemble or misinterpret the impatient feelings brought up as having to wait for something desired.

We are no longer children at the mercy of adults who were too preoccupied with their needs and diversions to ascertain our impassive presence.

Again, no blame assigned; merely a path of necessity for evolving through the circular cyclic ‘winds of change.’ Unexpected temper tantrums were appropriate when we were young, and to some degree, in a vast amount of instances needed, now.

But, proper assessment determines a genuine tantrum from a ‘ploy for instant gratification.’ as a means of derisive detachment. Deal with the lingering inner voices of ridicule while throwing the tantrum! This self-induced therapeutic action brings acute cathartic awareness.

Remember: it is not something/someone from the outside we are seeking to satisfy us, but something from the inside we are inherently are crying out for. Patience is the furthermost asset we can possibly inhabit; especially when we apply it to ourselves.