While gardening, I happened upon this beautiful bluejay feather lying on the ground next to one of the evergreens in the front yard. The contrast of the blue feather and the orangish bark caught my attention. For no reason at all I put the feather in a crack of the bark's knot and inspiration was born.
This painting took a long time to finish. I consistently woke at 5am and took my coffee into the studio to paint... making slow and soulful progress. After many morning sessions, I am finished and delighted. During those quiet creative times I would contemplate the process and think about how much 'patience' this project required. Immersed in doing what I loved; 'patience' came easy to me. I decided on this name before completion and congratulated myself on how patiently I worked.
And here I am...ready to write and I'm having frustrating technical problems and unable to download the image of my painting! There have been many help desk calls and brainstorming as I am instructed to try more computer fixes! Aaaarrrrgggghhh! This inconvenience is tainting my day in muddy tones and nose-scrunching emotion. I am not patiently enjoying this process......which gives me pause.
Patience...What does it really mean to be 'Patient'? In real life; and with challenges?
Excavating my past successful experiences show me that being patient usually starts with 'Being'. Allowing... the dichotomy of life's experiences to flow unobstructed, and in appreciation. (It's easier to go with the flow when everything is pleasant, no?)
So I Breathe. I acknowledge my technical difficulties for what they are: my lack of, but emerging understanding, and desire to grow myself. I will. I know this. Breathing helps me slow down, step back, and look at myself as an eager, endearing, and comical child. Breathe. BE patient.