Waiting

Sometimes while waiting in traffic, or on an airplane, or at a cash register, I find myself getting all wound up. Patience isn’t my first reaction.

But I have a little trick that helps if I remember to use it. 

I look around at the other people, in their airplane seats, in their cars, behind their counters, standing on line, and I take a moment to really see them. I mean, I’m not obvious. I don’t want to make anyone think I’m a freak uncomfortable, but I look at them one by one and say silently…

“I love you, and I honor your story.”

“I love you, and I honor your story.”

Everything shifts.

The line moves.  

Most of all I feel better. Sometimes I’m even like, Wait! Hold up! I’m not done honoring everyone!

If only I could figure out a way to apply this trick to slow computers. 

I love you and I honor your hard drive?

8 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. I value your service and thank you for your help…even if I want to crawl into the screen and squeeze your little guts til they… uhmmm. I mean. Thank you.

  2. You are the best. I stink at patience, except in traffic I’m actually really good. My rule is: no complaining unless you are in the car that was part of the accident.