A journey to somewhere….

I have been ‘off the air’ for a while as I wasn’t sure what I had to say that was noteworthy.  I have found myself in something of a holding pattern and feel like a passenger in transit.  Writing about waiting in the lounge watching departure boards click-over and drinking coffee seems like a waste of everyone’s time.  At times like this I bury myself in a book or otherwise disappear into myself waiting to be called.  Just to clarify, I haven’t been travelling, but I do feel I am in this kind of space, waiting for ‘my flight’ to be called.

I have commented before that Change has many faces and phases, and one of these is waiting and passive.  I freely confess it is one that I never mastered and don’t particularly relish.  There doesn’t feel any glamour or glory in waiting; and yet, I suspect it is one of the most challenging, especially for western males!  Yet, here I sit, in a state reminiscent of that old American joke “Sometimes I just sits and think, and sometimes… I just sits.”   I tell myself that I am confident that Godot will soon arrive, and all will then become clear, and in the meantime, like Candide, I tend my garden.  Some days are easier than others, some are more fun, but then some days the sun shines and sometimes it is just gloomy. 

I have been delighting in Liz Gilbert’s writing in “Eat, Pray, Love” and sharing her journey and maybe that inspired me to share a little of mine, unglamorous and incomplete as it is, in the hope that perhaps others might just recognise that we don’t all have Ms Gilberts style or stamina and some parts of the journey are a bit like a traffic jam on the M25.  Waiting is part of the process of arriving and we mustn’t beat ourselves up when we feel are not making any progress or seem to have no control.

To my fellow travellers, i wish you patience, good fortune and “Bon Voyage”

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