Saturday, January 12, 2013


“O, happy the soul that saw its own faults.”
-- Rumi
If that is the case my soul must be in a state of ecstatic bliss because faults seem to be parading in front of me with unparalleled abandon.  Recently, someone asked me if I was patient and I answered with an assured YES!  Who among you who has seen me work with children, or stand in awe before a sunset, or listen to a stranger would doubt my confidence.  And THEN life showed me quite differently...and I learned that it is possible to be gifted at something in one way and utterly piss-poor at it in another.  So back to patience.  What is it? I looked it up and it's defined as the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset.
We all have strengths and weaknesses, right?  
In some areas of my life I have the patience of a saint and in others I would be stretching things to say that I have the patience of a flea.  Go figure?  My soul started doing back flips...hooray! another fault seen.  My ego has been less elated by the revelation.  
Humanness.  If it isn't humbling than you might be missing the whole show.


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