The second I want to skip ahead and rush to the next part (because of boredom, being late, or needing to be “better” than I am at this moment) is when I miss the context that I need in order to respond in reality (like I wish the world wasn’t this way), make even more mistakes than a naturally imperfect human would anyway (like I wish time could bend at my will), and lose faith in myself and where I am at right now (like I wish I wasn’t me).

Once I realize that I cannot rush ahead…once I realize that I cannot change the world…once I realize that I cannot change the motion of time…once I realize that I cannot be everyone, know everything, or be perfect…once I realize that I am very scared of the unknown, but that it’s another fact of living…once I realize that I need the details within the context to respond with reality…once I realize that I create many more unforeseen issues when I battle time…once I realize that running away from myself has never created more happiness or love in my life…

…then, I may find myself more able to slow down a bit and find the genuine pace of myself, others, and the world to be just where they’re at right now…

…then, I can respond from me, as I see me, see them, see what is real, and as I remain still and steady as I stay here in this slowly evolving unknown that was out of reach until just now.