On Patience

Lost in Liminal Space

                  Patience is All

Do not measure in terms of time: one year or ten years means nothing.

For the artist there is no counting or tallying up; just ripening

like the tree that does not force its sap and endures the storms of spring without fearing that summer will not come. But it will come.

It comes however, only to the patient ones who stand there as if all eternity lay before them—vast, still untroubled. I learn this every day of my life, I learn it from hardships I am grateful for: patience is all.           –  Rainer Marie Rilke

What is the hardest lesson I’ve ever had to learn? Patience.

Saturn, the great teacher, sends prompts to learn the art of patience.

Illness, rejection, disappointment. These cause one to reflect and wait for deeper answers. Sometimes to set the writing aside in order to descend to deeper waters and replenish the creative well. What is amazing is that when you do this, small miracles arise, unasked. Dreams descend at night with new stories to tell. A walk in Nature seeing a white egret fly restoreth the soul. Then after a time – not your time, but Soul’s time – you return to the desk and the writing comes through you – not by you.

And it is good.

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