After teaching an awesome yoga class last night, my friend working at the desk and I began to talk about being at peace with transitions. She said to me, “I had a super cool moment the other day. I was really restless-my life was just kind of suddenly in an ebb and flow period of not much going on. I just realized-that’s cool! I’m totally OK with not really being anywhere but here RIGHT NOW with myself, being OK with transition.”
I think it’s so important that we make peace with ourselves. I think we have so many expectations, goals, needs and desires that it’s really easy to get caught up in where we’re looking to go, what the next best thing is and forget about the beauty and gratification of patience and trust. What’s so beautiful about transitional periods (meaning periods where there’s nothing happening, good or bad) is that we have the unique opportunity of taking a back seat and becoming the observer. Giving our restlessness, struggle and power issues a break. When we can still maintain a high frequency (meaning pure positive focus) during the “gray area”, life becomes absolutely kaleidoscopic. Your experience suddenly becomes laced with meaning and we make peace with the idea that in time all things will inevitably change. To glorify in every single moment of that concept “change” is a process. We must elevate ourselves by trusting our desires and testing our self-control through patience.
I had a similar experience to my friend’s a few weeks ago. While now things are moving for me, I’d like to share with you the metaphor that came to me at that time, while I uncomfortably waited in the gray area and kept waking up day by day to restlessness and waiting on “What’s next?!”
God, your master, has heard you. He is in the kitchen preparing your meal. You are at the dinner table-hungry, starving even! You can smell delightful aromas wafting from the kitchen. Tantalizing thoughts and tastes saunter through your mind. If you get up to serve yourself, before God’s meal is ready, the meal may be undercooked. When he finally serves you a portion, it may look incredibly good, or small and you may want more. How do you know it’s not a four course meal? Wait for your dinner to be served. Patiently, gratefully. The dinner just might be a banquet.