Today, I told my daughter that she and her brother and their children should give me some Patience for Mother’s Day. Perhaps, they could put it in a box or a bottle so I can keep it around to sprinkle on my shoulders when I need it. We laughed. But it is not funny because all my life I have had difficulties with patience with situations and people. In email, I received this from http://www.visionalignmentproject.com
The Vision Alignment Project
A Vision for Patience
We envision ourselves living in a world where the speediness of life has gone away; where the pushiness on the part of those who are in a hurry has vanished and been replaced by a calm, caring for their fellow travelers; and where we, the people, have learned to wait for the fruits of life to ripen, the wines of good character to age, the metals of impeccable will to be forged, the souls within us to rise, and the Earth to ascend in perfect, divine timing.
For it is with patience that all things mature, including Mother Earth Herself. And we, as having become responsible stewards for Her, find ourselves waiting in wondrous anticipation for Her to finish Her present cycle of growth so that we can take our next step, together, as One.
Of course, I align with this. But will it make me more patient with myself, others, and situations I am waiting to manifest?
Having completed my 6-year journey to my Doctorate in Business Administration Marketing, I have been submitting employment applications. An interview, last week, opened possibilities for me to earn a six-figure income. The waiting is painful, though. I love what the message above says about waiting “for the fruits of life to ripen, the wines of good character to age, the metals of impeccable will to be forged, the souls within us to rise, and the Earth to ascend in perfect, divine timing.”
Divine timing sounds simple. Yet, my mind anxiously awaits a response from the interviewer. I am eager to learn if I am the frontrunner in this job game. Another opportunity that I applied for would take me two hours away from where I presently reside, which is only 15 minutes from my father who turns 98 on May 7. If I am the chosen one for this position as Director of Marketing for a college, would I be willing to travel that far away from my elderly father?
Even more intriguing is an application that I put in this morning to work at a philanthropic organization in North Carolina. Am I willing to relocate to make six-figures there?
The ultimate question is “Do I want a job?” Since I have not had a formal job since 1996, because I own a for-profit corporation and operate a non-profit organization neither of which pays my bills, I am certain that six-figures will be very attractive at this stage of the game. After all, isn’t that why I pursued a doctorate?
Meanwhile, I must admit that I had the patience to get a “B” in Statistics, a course that tested my patience to the nth degree. I had the patience to accumulate data from 20 study participants, through interviews, transcription, and data analysis and reporting. So, I suppose I can say that I do have a small amount of patience. But the waiting to hear from interviewers is still painful.
Consequently, I sit here blogging my pain and anxiety, trusting that the answer will arrive just when I need it and it will be positive and in divine order!
Dr. Diva JC