I’m not supposed to sit at my table and work. Doctor’s orders. She asked me to find another solution, so I’m either trying to stand and type or lie down and type… I’m caught between both options.
I’m currently drinking an espresso, it’s quite velvety and smooth, and if you’ve been reading my blogs then you know it’s from my selection of Nespresso pods. It’s the Voltesso pod.
I’m taking slow slips of my espresso while looking outside and I am interrupted by the noise of the lawn maintenance team. I look at the guys maintaining the greenery around the building, hoping they don’t blow any leaves into the patio. They notice me staring and they stare back, but then we all realize it’s too much and so we all carry on with what we were doing before.
So, I have a few sips of my espresso left, but I’m going to take my time with it. Patience is vital to life. I want to slow down the process even more so I decide to take a strawberry flavoured Peppero (apparently it is Korea’s #1 snack – don’t take it up with me, take it up with the fine print on the box), and munch on it with delight.
Here’s another tip: doing things with haste or with anger will affect your happiness in the present.
Patience is a skill. We are taught to go, go, go, and not to moooveee sloooooow. This instills a constant need to rush ourselves and rush every element in our lives. Take a moment and think about the last activity or lesson you needed to learn.
Was it something you learned overnight or was it something that you needed to take your time with? If you rushed the process, were you happy with the end result? If you took your time with the process, did you perhaps gain more insight than you expected?
Let me take a second, no, a moment to take another sip of my espresso.
Okay, I know that some espressos can be downed in a second, but I’m trying to make a point here.
I criticize myself harshly when I don’t see the results I want within days. Is there something wrong with me or is there something wrong with my strategy or effort? It could be a number of things, but does any of it change the fact that I’m trying and maaaaaaybe I just need to cool it?
Maybe this is a soft reminder from patience, the silent traveler, telling me this: Take. Your. Time.
I need to remember to be patient with my health, patient with my job, patient with my personal life and goals.
If you’re like me and some days forget to tag patience along with you, I hope this post is a restart for you as it is for me.
So, if I need to lie down and type or stand to type then so be it. I’ll do what the doc ordered so that I may continue doing what I love even if I have to take my time.
And on the topic of patience and time, if you have a moment (specifically 11 minutes in this case), then hop on to Spotify and listen to a story I’ve previously written about here on the blog.
Join me on Spotify to listen to my second episode, How soccer exposed the ogre in me.
As always, thank you for being a part of my journey here on the blog and let me know what you think of the episode.
Your Everyday Girl,
Sara








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