“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” Lao Tzu
Is there ever a reason for hurrying through our life moments? Only to get to the end of our embodied time here having forgotten we are the artist immersed in our own creation.
In a recent painting class the teacher taught us to step away from the canvas, walk around the room for a bit, then come back and see with a new perspective.
The everyday pace of nature unfolds slowly and with purpose, though sometimes it seems to humans there are sudden storms, hurricanes, earthquakes,, fires, trees dying or species disappearing.
What we don’t perceive is the conditions for these changes have been slowly building and changing hidden from us as we focused our awareness away from natural cycles and rhythms.
Aging brings us the wisdom of slowing down, sometimes because our physicality demands it – but more often we notice the vast richness, depth and beauty of life is missed when our minds are caught in the web of a goal.
Natural unfolding – and the trust of it – reveals far more than goal orientation and hurry.
When a woman is in the first stages of giving birth, or a flower is still in bud, the natural unyielding laws of nature prevail.
Any attempt at hurrying those natural processes can destroy a life, or lives, waiting at the threshold to emerge.
If we merged with nature, as many indigenous humans have, and accepted her rhythms – instead of attempting to control, change or dominate – the natural cycles would carry us into the womb of life unfolding and the mystery and wisdom we seek.
Gaining trust never involves hurry. Relationships take time to evolve and unfold. They take attending to like an infant newly born or a tree just planted.
At some point as we rush through our life experiences focused on what is next we are faced with our own mortality.
Rushing something sooner than it is ready to be birthed means not listening to, or aware of, the innate impulses giving birth. Instead we exert our will and accept meeting others perceived expectations or our own – loosing ourselves and the precious moments of our life.
Life artistry never hurries. It always waits in the spaciousness of the moment….
before making it’s presence known. Be surprised!
Gaye Abbott, 7/14/19
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