As I sit, I sit patiently
I notice my breath and heartbeat
Sometimes I’ll pick the slow lane, allowing all to pass me by
An opportunity to practice
At the grocery store the lady in front asks if I want to move ahead, I politely decline
An opportunity to practice
At the doctors office, I grow impatient and feel my heart race
Another opportunity to practice
As I speak to a man, he struggles to find the right word, I remind myself to allow him space
Another opportunity to practice
These opportunities are all around
My slowing down creates more of them
It’s me that allows for practice or suffers with impatience
Those around me must feel my impatient and unsettled energy
My breath is my guide, the always ebb and flow
I prefer the patient me
Kind, slow, gentle and patient
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