“Are we there yet?”
Yes, I was that kid.
My poor parents.
I couldn’t even stand the 2.25 hour drive to my parent’s cabin.
I felt like a caged White Tiger.
Let me out!
Fast forward to today…
Driving still isn’t my favorite, but I’ve accepted it as a necessary evil to see new places.
Plus, flying doesn’t give nearly the same perspective as driving.
Trust me, I’d Dream of Jeannie my ass to new countries, if the tech was available.
Come on Elon. I’ve been patiently waiting.
When is the worldwide Hyperloop system launching?
- And, most importantly Patience!
The only constant with travel is change.
So, exercising patience is necessary.
Unless, I want a missing eyebrow and an ulcer.
Thankfully, with age, I’ve learned to embrace and appreciate the open road.
It gives me the opportunity to listen to podcasts, audio books, call friends & family, discover new music, love on Mother Nature, and be alone with my thoughts.
As a result, I’ve seen increased patience in these areas as well…
- Romantic, family, & friend relationships
- Immediate reactions
- My body image
- Learning new skills [i.e. writing for this digital diary]
- Reinventing myself
- Figuring out what I want out of life
Trust me, I still fuck up all the time.
But, when I feel like a champagne bottle ready to pop…
I step away, bite my tongue, take a breath, go for a walk, calm down, and reframe.
How do you effectively exercise Patience?
I’m always looking for new ways to improve.
Drop a comment below.
I’ll leave you with this corny saying…
“I’m no doctor, but I’m losing me patients.”
Sorry…I couldn’t help myself.
Check out my diary post on 6. Unlearning.