I have a confession to make: I’m an impatient person. I wish I could say I’m a ‘recovering im-patient’ but that is not yet true.
Lately, I’ve been impatient for the seasons to change.
Oh, I know, here in Australia it’s officially Autumn and has been for a whole month, but nobody told the weather gods. The last few days have been wet and cooler, giving me hope that vacillating creature, Autumn, has finally arrived.
My impatience and a penchant for word association made a fitting leap to the flower of the same name, albeit the Latin version of the word. Many of us know the Impatiens as Busy Lizzie, a delicate shade and moisture loving plant with a kaleidoscope of jewel coloured flowers. Recent cultivars have resulted in more sun-tolerant varieties, although these cultivated plants don’t readily burst to shoot and scatter seeds from their ripened pods like the old varieties (ref.). In times past we could depend on them to self-seed and keep on giving. If I was a conspiracy theorist, I’d say the cultivars have been designed this way to make us buy more seedlings. On the other hand, the cultivar flowers are larger and there’s great colour choice. The New Guinea varieties also have prettier leaves of multiple hues.
I like the idea of bursting and scattering like the Impatiens of old. But bursting and scattering what? Well, almost anything you can name; for starters, how about joy? Gratitude? Or even patience?
It seems as though I’m always impatient to get somewhere, only to find on arrival I’m looking ahead to be someplace else. It might be a place I’m headed for, a project completion, a discussion or an idea I want to reach conclusion on. Is this so bad? Well, on reflection I think it is. I think I need to slow down and enjoy the journey more, savour the moments.
I’m making an effort to stop racing ahead of myself, so I can enjoy the process. I’m rewarded with seeing the beauty of my surroundings, my ideas, projects and fulfilment in full flower. Like my Impatiens, I want to burst with joy and scatter my gratitude among you, gentle readers.
Patience is the art of concealing your impatience. (I may have to settle for this).
Waiting is one of the things that human beings cannot do well, though it is one of the essential things we must do successfully if we are to know happiness. We are impatient for the future and try to craft it with our own powers, but the future will come as it comes and will not be hurried.